Standing under this rain drenched tree
I hear the breeze
That rustles the leaves
Whisper to me.
Then, a sneeze,
Brings me back to reality.
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Standing under this rain drenched tree
I hear the breeze
That rustles the leaves
Whisper to me.
Then, a sneeze,
Brings me back to reality.
K Morris - Poet 
Wonderful. You have a style all of your own Kevin. One that I like very much. A lovely poem
Thank you for your lovely comment, Lorraine. I’m delighted you like my poem. Best wishes – Kevin
Love it, Kevin, plus it made me smile!
Thank you, Eugenia. I’m delighted it made you smile! Best wishes – Kevin
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