It is not raining rain to me,
It's raining daffodils
By Elece Hollis
Promise of sunshine tightly curled
In each swelling bud,
Promise of sunshine and warmer days,
Promise of gardens and summer squash,
Promise of blackberries ripening on the bush,
Of cool green shade and sips of sweet lemonade.
Promise so immense it cannot be contained
In a tiny seed, in a tight stem, in a swollen bud
Promise of sunshine–– break out!
I am ready for you.
©2014 Elece Hollis , author of Meet God in the Morning, Poems from the Heart of Prayer,
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