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Written for Sue’s prompt: https://scvincent.com/2020/08/13/thursday-photo-prompt-clouded-writephoto/

Clouds

As the storm clouds began to roll over the low range mountains, we could hear the silence and the smell of moss and fresh cut grass filled our nostrils and our minds, reminding us that this green comes when the clouds roll in.  

Clouds roll on the land 
Covering the ground with life 
Fear was never here. 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

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