At last the rain drenches the dusty land
Turning this parched land into a lake of dreams
Again the great rivers flow
Soon green will replace the brown
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My dear, there not be a speckling of rust on ye pen o'gold...Vivid detail, and a tingling of asimile, highlights this gem...Rock Solid Crafting, young lass... FjR
Alison, I do believe you have to live in Australia to fully appreciate this wonderful poem. A keenly observed piece about extremes of a harsh, unforgiving climate - about dreams and greening and above all - the optimistic spirit of the people who toil in the dryest continent in the world. Excellent poem. love, Allie xxxx
Alison the imagery you display come to life in three dimensional clarity. Beautiful write my friend. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David