But, awoke with a start.
The rain spoke to me with the voice of a child
And I listened.
Boy, did I listen.
They show up in the most unexpected places,
Sprouting tender green,
Then running wild.
I don't know them.
They're fast and slow -
They're small and curious.
Curious.
Do I explore unknown territories?
Or, do I look out my window?
My window of contentment.
Content to say content.
I
Dunno.
So
There...
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