'Hard Rain' Poem by Linda Winchell
'Hard Rain'
Beating down on my truck and deck
ice pellets came down, just rains regret!
Pelting all that lay below
Ice that might if colder, turned to snow?
My chickens ran to take their cover
shivering in a group
to protect one another.
The hard rain left as quick as did come
and then out came old Mister sun!
I'm glad I wasn't out on a walk when it came
I might have been beaten up
by all that hard rain?
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