Called To The Place Of Dry Poem by Arno Le Roux

Looking at the hurried passers by
At times they catch the heavens cry
The storm had never asked them why
World around ran of people dry

That now and then from grave yard come
Always a young soul's duty done
Was the family mostly who'd miss the one
Just like yesterday he ran for fun

Now a rainy day made clear
The lack of fun without a dear
Rainy weather hearts would sear
Weather we hate like this drew near

Made a stop for old times sake
It made him smile to see the bake
Clearer now how less we take
That baker girl for him did make

We knew she baked straight for his heart
To make her smile his looks go dart
Advantage got he from her part
When he complimented on her art

The queue now shorter did she spy
Sun is gone she knows now why
Is her school friend where it's dry?
Out called his sister, yes he's dry...

Arno Le Roux 2014