In The Pouring Rain Poem by Phil Soar

In The Pouring Rain



In the pouring rain I stood
In the middle of damson wood
The leaves were blown by wind and rain
Their branches bent time and again
Yet underneath natures umbrella
I felt a very happy fella
For that is where I like to stand
Whilst nature carries out its plans

Wednesday, June 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,weather
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