Joyous Times Day 5 – The Rain and Mary and the Birds
You can almost hear the rain on the window, reading this poem. Can you smell the mixture of fresh rain and dirt? Can you picture the three of them snug in front of the fireplace? I can! The Rain Drip, drip, drop, That is the song of the rain: When will it ever stop, And the … Continue reading Joyous Times Day 5 – The Rain and Mary and the Birds