There has finally been just enough rain for me to finish this sonnet. I began it several weeks ago, but I had to wait through another dry spell before the wonderful, long-awaited scents of desert rain came again and I could complete the poem.
The Scent of Rain
The scent of rain is sweet, like memories
Wrapped long ago with lavender and laid
Away as somethin…
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