Hunger
Wild flowers wither in the heatCruel draughts keep hit seeding lands
Absent clouds hide the sense of hope
Sudden rain makes slopes slippery? ...
Come come come breezy breath of wind
Touch touch touch drenching pouring drops
Wait wait wait promising yielding crops
Flourish blooming on softness of dreams
--- For a hungry, crazy day back to me ^_^ ---
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Ken