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Lush Mountain

Lush Mountain outside my window,
Down from the summit to the flats below,
 
Greenery is restored from thirsty cries,
The falling of the rains of the teary skies.
 
Employed by our Mother Nature on cue,
The pleas are answered of the northern few.
 
Feeling the rain against our cheeks
Has been so missed for many weeks.
 
Oh that wonderful rain, don’t go away again.
Come back and stay 'til the very end.

This poem is for the Belt and Beyond magazine

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