Maybe…

It’s been all sticky, hot and torrid,
Now, the weather’s downight horrid;
All we’ve got is clouds and rain..
The English summer’s back again.

The roses glowing in the sun
Have lost their petals, one by one,
Weighed down beneath the weight of rain
But, hopefully, they’ll bloom again.

The lawn has drunk and now will grow
Much faster than my arms can mow…
But where the sun and rain have been
It’s really such a vivid green.

The small dog wanders in and out
Then snuggles up, with rain-soaked snout,
She’s dripping on my floor, all wet…
So I won’t need to bathe her yet!

Each day may hold its share of woe,
We can’t predict, we cannot know,
If, as our challenges begin,
A silver lining hides within.

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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32 Responses to Maybe…

  1. Brilliant Poem Sue, πŸ™‚ So hope it brightens up at the end of the week, when I am off to the RHS Chatsworth Flower show.. but even the rain would not dampen my joy..
    At least we are not watering our gardens anymore this week πŸ™‚

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  2. Mary Smith says:

    Lovely poem, Sue. Struggling to find my silver lining today with rain pouring in to flood the storeroom of the shop beneath us and what was my son’s room. We can’t find where or how it’s coming in – sodden carpets lifted, workment tramping through both properties shaking their heads in bewilderment. And still it rains. Think maybe building an ark might be wise.

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  3. Funny, I don’t really equate the uk with humidity!

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  5. Haha, brilliant! I took my white pup out for a walk this morning, and by the time we got back she looked like she’d been used as a chimney sweep. Here’s to hoping for a dry weekend.

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  6. Brilliant poem, Sue. I do love rain but when it goes on and on, I suppose it does get a bit much. We have such intense heat and dryness her in SA, rain is always welcome.

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    • Sue Vincent says:

      We never know what to expect, day to day…and cannot handle extremes of weather well. An inch or two of snow can bring the roads to a halt. A hot day and we wilt. Rain, though, we know well. πŸ˜‰

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  7. tric says:

    What a perfect poem for this time of year. I look to tomorrow with ‘maybe’.

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  8. jenanita01 says:

    We do need the rain, but maybe in smaller doses! It never wants to stop…

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  9. macjam47 says:

    Fabulous poem. We’ve experienced much the same. We get soaked, then everything dries out and dries up. I water the garden and then it pours again. The humidity is horrible and next week promises to be in the 90’s (F) with more humidity. And it is only mid-June.

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  10. noelleg44 says:

    Sounds like North Carolina, except we have more heat and humidity. Just escaped from a week of torrid heat. Now I am experiencing the clouds and rain in London!

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