Rain Clouds

Rain Clouds by Elizabeth-Ellen Long

Along a road
Not built by man
There winds a silent
Caravan
Of camel-clouds
Whose humped gray backs
Are weighted down
With heavy packs
Of long awaited,
Precious rain
To make the old earth
Young again,
And dress her shabby
Fields and hills
In green grass silk
With wildflower frills.

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Rain Clouds

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