The night air feels both chill and rainy
A steady cadence serenades from above
Rows of orange trees with silhouettes grainy
Wave outstretched limbs in signs of love
The full moon with its resplendent glow
Hides respectfully behind thick black clouds
Unwilling to pierce the darkness and show
Its radiant light shining white as shrouds
The rain smells both cool and clean
Rivers rejoice with grateful glee
Fields will flourish, a sea of green
Farmers give thanks on bended knee
Published by lenleatherwood
I am a native Texan who has lived for the past 27 years in Los Angeles. I am a published author of both short memoir and fiction, a Pushcart nominee, a nationally award-winning writing coach, an editor, as well as a Licensed Professional Counselor in the state of Texas. In addition, I am the mother of three grown daughters of whom I am extremely proud, a grandmother of three darling children and the wife of a man I still love after 41 years.
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Love this Len! It reminded me of a late dear family friend who would rejoice the rain and how all the animals got a drink when it came. Your poem speaks to this; rain is indeed Heaven sent.
Thank you, Kelly. I am working on my poetry. I am not very good at it, but I’m trying to stretch and grow. Thanks for your support!