I got up to hear the sounds of hard rain. Oh boy!
My umbrella is in the old van. What joy!
Rain, once pleasing, begins to cloy;
Wondering, need I a new ploy?
"Rainy Morning Rhyme"
by
Jerry E Smith
©8/8/17
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