Wilfred H. Taylor

It rains no more for the sky is blue

And, underfoot, the red earth is warm again.

Thatches on houses are vappour shrouded

And there is that smell of clean air about.

The roadside shrubs

Now summer green

Wave to catch the eyes of passers-by

Whilst children,

Relieved from the pre-storm tension,

Laugh as they play and run about


Palm trees,

Lithe and languid tall,

Sway in the breeze

And drizzle

What is left of  the rain.

US - Africa Literary Foundation

Chimdi Maduagwu, PhD
Executive Director
US-Africa Writers Foundation
Dr. Bode Osanyin
Chairman, Department of Creative Arts
University of Lagos
Department of Creative Arts
Akoka, Yaba
Lagos, Nigeria

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