July rain at last
Pitter-pat on swan and marsh
Feet tread the boardwalk
July rainy day
Petals bud, bloom, and shrivel
Time still slipping by
In heat of summer
Or chilly fall nights the tree
Awaits the master
Defies gravity
Leafy summer canopy
'til wind knocks it down
Lily in July
Beside the road fills the air
Earthy scent from rain
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