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Zenith Sweeps The Rain

O-ctober twenty-first morn
S-un shines in the window pane;
M-ist and haze disappear,
A-s the zenith sweeps the
R-ain.

D-ark shadows are gone,
E-vening chill is now over;
L-ights in the sky above
A-re a sign of good weather.

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Saturday, October 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday
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