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When Spring showers are overdue.
Spring Thirst
by RodG
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It's early Spring and in my yard
a carnival of blooms has burst
from soil wrung dry by Winter's wrath.
The parched earth has a drunkard's thirst.
The wilting plants all plead with me
to act as Nature's hired man.
A faucet groans from long disuse
as I fill up my sprinkling can.
Though sprinkled long and lavishly,
the blossoms lap each drop I pour
like orphans starved in Dickens' book.
"Oh, please!" they beg. "May I have more?"
I lug the can from bed to bed
and sprinkle till my arm feels numb.
Despite my efforts I have failed
to sate their thirst: I'm truly glum.
I spy black clouds stampeding east
like thirsty cattle toward a stream.
I hail the flowers, wave the can.
"You'll be all right!" I loudly scream.
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Author Notes
Artwork is courtesy of Google images.
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