This is a poem I wrote after a rainstorm a few weeks ago. I have based it on trees in my backyard.
Water oak, cherry laurel, rooted deeply, leaves fanning outward in a riot of emerald, ruby, cinnamon.
Beyond this moment, God scatters His breath,
breathes life into the sparkling raindrops
Copyright 2019 Jenny W. Andrews
I am currently writing a collection of my short stories and poetry. I plan to publish in one book rather than have two separate books. Please let me know what you think of my poem. Thanks.