While Walking Through My Land
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While Walking Through My Land
in the land of temporary snow,
very hard to like it now,
it's my home, so I do love it,
the temporary rains do not cease,
then ice on your windshield,
then water again
as in Niagara Falls,
how should this continue?
the land of the beautiful fresh tulips, daffodils, and roses
you cannot enjoy this whole month better
only water, water, and water,
little hail, little snow
for this last time in the spring of now,
always rain, and more rain,
whatever comes down,
we should always be thankful,
for the capriciousness of nature.
©SYLVIA FRANCES CHAN - 2023
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