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tender rain
tender rain, not so much falling
as gliding downward to caress
desiccated leaf and blade
in comforting slaking of thirst
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grateful, green satiety
green signs
An original poem by MaryJane Nordgren
tint of green among the yellowed blades of grass
there must have been rain in the night
or dew or blessing congregations of mist
to resurrect parched life after long summer drought
mjNordgren 8/21/2022 N