It rained yesterday, all day... the soft soaking kind of rain, the kind we needed after day after day of hot and sun. Sometimes a simple change of weather, even gray and rain, makes the next day look different, allows for new possibilities.
Yesterday
The steady soaking rain,
The gray skies
Made the green grass
Somehow greener.
Today the sky bloomed blue
Still humid
But there are possibilities
Like clouds
They float and drift
Where the wind blows.
The clients I see
Every Monday
Find new hope
In the fresh washed grass,
Even the one who arrives
Skeptical
Every week.
Today she laughed
When I told her she deserved
Her dreams
Realized.
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