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Drizzle On The Grassfield

On this grassfield, I roll like a ball
in the drizzle, melting this torrid
heat and sweat - agents of agitation.

Saying "Forget about it, " I keep
rolling on and on as far as the edge
of this green mattress, and feel

once again the drizzle of Granny's
grace falling on a little kid that I was

at Grandpa's farmhouse,
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Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: rain drops
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