Moments Of Color
By Lord R.e. Taylor
Once every year the rains come
Washing over the driest desert
Bringing color to blank canvases
They last only mere moments
The desert quickly returns
Colors gone until next year
© Poem – IX/VI/MMXXII
LRET
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