Read Poetry: WOOD IN THE RAIN, by Kevin Morris

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My hair is barely wet 

At all 

And yet 

The rain did fall 

As I stood 

In yonder wood. 

 

The yammer 

Of a hammer 

Reached my ear, 

While the birds free 

Sang to me 

As I touched the flowers 

That know not hours. 

 

 

 

 

 

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