Front Porch Scribbler

Front Porch Scribbler

Thursday, July 25, 2013

It Never Fails To Rain

It never fails to rain when I take the time to water my plants.
Big clear droplets, too many to count
In a myriad of sizes and shapes, perch ready to dismount
Round leaves, spiky leaves, spring petals blooming
Pinks, yellows, purples, and greens
Nature's business booming

I watered the spider wart, I watered the lilies
I watered the hostas,the rose and not to be silly
A rainbow emerged as I sprayed, oh how thrilling!

It must have rained last night
All was still wet by morning
Birds sang, motors whirred
Rain gutters dripped making a steady tapping
The pavements are damp, the cars are be-speckled
Good weather for farming

It's cool and a bit misty off in the distance
Look, hear, and listen, at nature's insistence
Scruffy rabbits sneak and come to spy
Bold as you please squirrels scurry by
All tripping a light sensor that now has turned off
Only to be reignited by squirrels from the branches aloft
Yep! It never fails to rain when I take time to water my plants
And this poem is now finished by happy happenstance.


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