Washed clean of dust and pollen in
a summer’s rain,
lilies smile and
clematis stretch
while grass revels in its freshness
and shy gumpos
start to expose
white, pink blossoms.
Inside, I thirst to partake of
this clean earth, so
out I go and
lift face to sky.
Author: BHW
I am an octogenarian, mother, grandmother, wife, sister, friend, voracious reader, and amateur poet. I am dedicated to keeping both my mind and body active through yoga and tai chi, walks with my dog, rich discussion with my book club and 80+ groups, and numerous other activities. I have a deep curiosity about the world and its inhabitants.
untangling the web 
June 4, 2015 at 9:58 pm
Lovely, Betty. Kay
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June 4, 2015 at 10:22 pm
Especially refreshing as California continues with serious drought. You always capture the essence, Betty, in just a few words
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