Rain dancer
The hummingbird flutters on silent wings
She talks to the angels, fairies, and things,
A distant echo, the wind cries out
There is a storm coming about.
Rainy day woman deciding to play
Raindancer spinning a rainbow display
Phoenix shines red, in the morning sun
Blossoms swaying, the dance has begun.
Wishing I was lucky, just penny dreams
pocket of promises from nature it seems.
A silent voice invites me to dance
Dreams answered, this life of chance.
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