noisy arrival
dense, hearty
crying grey.
bulging drops
in succession
downward.
upon the ground
renewal
cracks soften.
aqueous hope
cleanses air
adds, yet takes.
lonely wren
softly warbles
grateful song.
garden surrenders
open, eager
earth sighs.
rain
Thoughts Of An E'ville Woman 
That’s a wonderful description of the rain, especially after a long dry spell.
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Sadly, we still can use more.
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I hope it comes soon.
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I love your poem’s beautiful presentation of the sound of rain. Well done!!
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I appreciate your praise! Rain has settled down now, so back my schedule. It was very nice while it lasted.
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I could “hear” the rain as I read this. Lovely. Hugs.
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I’m happy this resonates with you. I had a cozy morning and appreciate not having to water the gardens.
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