Rattled
A rattle rattled me
I was rattled top to bottom
Even my little eyebrow hairs
shook free of the debris
Built up over the
times of non-action
Oooh – to renew
with the tickle
of a rattle…
The Rains Came
It was dry and brown
cold to the bones chilled
Everyone chapped and uneasy
And then the rains came
The plants perked up
even amidst grey and soggy
Trees flexed with wintry breezes
Squirrels bundled up
in fluffed up fur
And old dried tears
were washed away
when the rains came…
