Hernamerain Poem by Marvin Reeds

Let her showers cleanse my soul
Let my cloudy head be her apex
Met in June but she was wet in November
Danced to a tune only used can remember
Her gaze is lighting
And her voice is thunder
The flash is frightening
But her flow is wonder
She is a lovers day out of February
And she like her own brewery
She is a pet shop above mountains
Cats and dogs she like to give.
Grave decisions that led to her brave
Now I'm parched the son has no sun.
He is dancing mercilessly on her rivers
Now she is no more.

Marvin Reeds