Watering Poem by B. V. Dahlen

Watering



Back a forth the droplets scatter,
falling towards the thirsty soil.
A drought of life
this tube I hold.
The mindless drill
and evening habit
refreshes,
and brings relief
to the wilted garden.

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B. V. Dahlen

B. V. Dahlen

Hampton Roads, Virginia USA
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