in few days that didn't rain
ground hardened; already drain
still so soft for cows weight
solid enough for running deer
near rocks little stream flow
birds stop; sip water then go
some manage to wash their wings;
offer songs to their darlings
I listen and watch how they play
pretty smart; teasing each other
riding on backs; splashing water
reminds me home; children; happy
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