The birds singing louder
banks are green
lined with hope
dots of yellow
skies are blue
smell of damp
sunlight glistens in the puddle
mud thick underfoot
waking up after a long slumber
before emerges from the grips
of the mud
as the sunbreaks
and the rain clears
another day.

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