I can't find the sunshine for the rain. Haiku and Rictameter poetry
I can't find the sunshine for the rain
Buckets of water, fields flooded. Ditches full and running over
I'm wondering " Will it ever drain?
Daily showers cease
Sunshine slowly appearing
Every day and night
Rivers swollen rushing
Roadway closed impassable sign
Flooding houses and businesses alike
Emergency vehicles seen
Residents rescued safe
Red Cross nearby
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