Thunder Shower

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Title:     Thunder Shower
Author: Hilda Conkling [More Titles by Conkling]

The dark cloud raged.
Gone was the morning light.
The big drops darted down:
The storm stood tall on the rose-trees:
And the bees that were getting honey
Out of wet roses,
The hiding bees would not come out of the flowers
Into the rain.

[The end]
Hilda Conkling's poem: Thunder Shower

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