The Shadow Plant Poem by Salvatore Ala
The Shadow Plant
The rain kept me up all night last night,
Probing me with vaccinations
And syringes of endless worry.
Bad enough this pandemic lockdown,
April's suffered from a virus,
With chills, fever and persistent cough,
Overcast from start to finish.
At least there's a chance for freedom
In our own small portions of the sun.
I'm holding out for summer
And the healing of its shadow plant.
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4/25/2024 6:57:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
a beautiful description..........10+