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Monday, July 22, 2013

Petrichor - The smell of rain on dry ground.


The world is gloomy and the weather dry
When there is no rain for quite a while
People drink juices of different colors
And we miss the blossom of lovely flowers

On the magic day the white sky turns dark
Children look up with their eyes full in spark
The sudden change in the climate is cozy
Breeze romances and the leaves go prosy

Rocky pavement with oil that went yellow
Now appear like juicy marsh mellow
With the first drop ladies jump off their chore
Dance to the rhythm enjoying the bliss of petrichor

;-) DKB

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