Drought Poem

Sunshine
Image courtesy of Ben Heine

Drought

She stood
twirled her umbrella aside
and peered up into his
face
taken into a balmy
embrace
met with his smile
perpetually beaming at her
for days upon days
To the ground her umbrella went
with this question
upon her lips:
“Where are the songs you
once showered down
on me,
where the sweet notes rolled
off my cheeks
and the world
danced and sung along?”
She queried his
sunny
countenance but a smile
was his only reply
as he backed away into
a bare
black
night

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2 thoughts on “Drought Poem

    1. True. If there isn’t rain today or a week from now, there is hope for some down the road. No one can take that away. Patience is the real challenge. Thanks for the comment!

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