The fading smell of December rains

Accompanied the clear and lazy sky

Birds singing and chirping in the trees

Grasses uttering secretly underfoot

The sight was so beautiful that it hurt

She felt a snakelike delight that moment

This feeling was embedded in her skin

It crept through her the way a spirit would

For far, far too long she had been careless

Running away from the sharp vicious memory

That clutched her in a severe hurtful death grip

Leaving her with a helpless tired appearance

She was unable to fight back her teary eye blinks

All hurtful feelings cascaded through her like flood

Turning any and all husbanded anger watery

Mingled with a startling and lovely liberation


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