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Sunday, July 26, 2015

My Dark and Dreary

Have I told you
how much I love
a day
that's dark
and dreary

No sun
to burn
or leave me
parched
like fallen leaves
ready to crumble
into bits
and blow across 
the desert 
like tumbleweed
no direction

My dark and dreary
brings 
a huge crack of thunder
and 
soon
it is teeming
with raindrops 
that
quench 
even the driest 
of crumbled
and windblown
souls

Have I told you
how much I love 
a dark and dreary 
day like today.

Suzanne McCann