

sleepy clouds move slowly on the horizon
sleepy clouds move slowly on the horizon
rain is waiting to drop in their heavy darkness
summer grass and crops enjoy this water bath
umbrellas decorate the streets of town
all creatures hide in the infrequent lightning
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Sorry, but these fifteen suggestions do not have anything to do with my original text. I do not care for them.
W3 Prompt #163: Wea’ve Written Weekly
I love your poem.
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