Delicious dampness, fresh scented grey,
Washing the stuffy warm weather away
My soul is a sponge, expanding when wet,
And sunshine’s a word I’d rather forget,
I like the newness of autumn (but its only July!)
The soggy clean clouds that fill up the sky
Change is the thing, after two weeks the same,
Filled with humid hot weather –Thank God for rain!
Copyright © 2016 Kim Whysall-Hammond
It rained today and more is forecast. This year we have had over 12 weeks of very hot dry weather. We English are not built for that……
The Cheesesellers Wife 
Well written
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Beautiful, I too love the rain!
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I’m not sure anyone is built for the frighteningly changing climate. And we’d dearly love to have some of your rain here in Southern California, USA.
I can nearly feel the rain in your poem.
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