First Rain (2012)
first rain, wind driven,
soaks my hair; into my face
flies cold grace, fills the
narrow gutters, streets,
eager fields, with life revives
this gray winter world.
poem by Steven Federle

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first rain, wind driven,
soaks my hair; into my face
flies cold grace, fills the
narrow gutters, streets,
eager fields, with life revives
this gray winter world.
poem by Steven Federle

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!