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| Arcaion - Pixabay |
As I walked in the light rain after supper, I listened to
the birds singing
I paused and identified
Robins
Only Robins
Singing praise for the rain
The air was full or the music
Cold breeze
Robins rejoicing
Slow spatter of drops
I resumed
Smiled
Breathing deeply I quickened my pace
I guess I don't mind being fired.
_RHTM_
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