It rains to grow mud on my feet
beets, a pious whitewash
and I listen to my thinking
the rain falls on the barefoot
fall, fall, for that is h is business.
very nice poem. rain, nature, its effects
and your wonderful presentation. tony
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It rains to grow mud on my feet beets, a pious whitewash and I listen to my thinking the rain falls on the barefoot fall, fall, for that is h is business. very nice poem. rain, nature, its effects and your wonderful presentation. tony