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Sunday, August 11, 2013

jungle rain

the rain falls gentle on my jungle green
tall trees rise high where once was only clay
and flowers fragrant toss their lovely scents
upon the breezes wandering at play

the rain falls soft, the grasses drink it up
the grayness of the sky seems kind and keen
as thunder in the distance rolls again
my jungle listens quiet, still, and clean