soaked into the hay,
Transforming the dirt into mud.
Dry ditches flowed with runoff.
Happy blades of grass turned green.
Sun rose, birds sang, even if
all was not right with the world.
~Shelly L Francis, April 2025
#poetry #innerartist
soaked into the hay,
Transforming the dirt into mud.
Dry ditches flowed with runoff.
Happy blades of grass turned green.
Sun rose, birds sang, even if
all was not right with the world.
~Shelly L Francis, April 2025
#poetry #innerartist