Oh, when it stops
Will it ever?
But when it stops
But, it's been pouring for weeks
When it eventually stops
As if!
Just listen when it stops
The air is cleansed
That dismal sound of drizzle done
And birdsong rings clear
Blackbird, dunnock, robin
The chittering of blue tits
The argumentative sparrows
A gull cries
Then the RAF thunders over
Just listen when it's passed
Listen
~
CLP 11/02/2026
Journey of Words 
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