rain on the canopy
above tall, tall trees
i can hear and smell water
but i feel only a few drops on my skin
monarch butterflies in the wet fields
a old man on his balcony with bare feet
the highway echoing in the distance
white flowers by the road side
oh, jean, i'm delightfully
wonderfully, deeply, sad!
my heart aches
low down in my body
for all of us, dear ones
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