Poem for You

Selected from the National Poetry Day competition Post a Poem.
To see the poems previously published on the theme of Water click here

February Fill Dyke
By Doreen Lawrence

I sit indoors and hear the rain
Tapping Morse Code patterns on my window pane.
Silver headed snakes downward race,
Passing all others at a furious pace.

Empty and drear the garden bed.
Leaden sky hangs menacingly overhead.
No bird calls or is seen in flight,
This dark February seems like endless night

Gaunt branches of the winter oak
Drip tears, lamenting summer's fallen cloak
Of verdant leaves, now lost in earth,
Awaiting sun's return and Spring's rebirth.

But thanks to God for winter rain
That fills the dykes and reservoirs again,
Washing away last year's  debris,
Preparing earth for what is yet to be.

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