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Hi all:  I don't know if this is appropriate but I write sometimes to ease the
stress and this is something I love.  I'm sure if it's not to be here I will
be informed.
Take what you like and leave the rest

RED AND YELLOW RAIN

I woke this morning,
   to a red and yellow rain.
The trees had decided to discard,
   their lovely coats of summer green.

The spring buds, ever so small,
   waited for the kiss of a gentle sun.
They were nurtured by the warm rain,
   caressed by a loving breeze, they grew.

Under the  blaze of a summer sky,
   they spread their living umbrella.
Offered was a cool rest, a shady spot,
   for all who cared to stop and rest.

Then the dew became heavy.
   One night the fingers of frost came.
Painted was a picture of vibrance,
   a brilliant coat of many colors.

I woke this morning,
   to a red and yellow rain.
I heard the trees whisper,
   of a season of promise to come.

Thank you for taking your time here.
TTFN
Gina