Summer Love

The sweet, soil smell of the rain,
Fills my nose, my head, and my mind.
The springtime showers soak my dress,
and my leg toes tingle with a grassy caress.
The beauty of this day is lost to me,
As the deaf man hears not the melody.
For all Nature's wonders seem so dim,
When I am here, standing next to him.

poem by Khushi throne
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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