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As the rains come down

The dust that had settled over everything runs in muddy rivulets

Making tributaries as they converge on the ground

Two boys play in the down pour

Their faces happy and full of glee

Wide grins of delight turn into shrieks of laughter

Their wet slippery hands fail to connect 

As they hit out at each other/ in mock play fight

In the overhang of a summer porch the mother watches

Her boys/ pride evident in her beaming smile

A sigh of contentment escapes from her parted lips

While the frown she has carried these past weeks as she waited for rain/ leaves her weathered face

Rendering her momentarily youthful

She lets down her hair

The chignon slowly unravels/ as she runs to join her boys-in the rain.

Joszann St.John

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