Home before the big storm, January, 2015.
Love & Marriage
Hearing a Corella as it flies across grey skies, together.
Anticipating the squall, clearing showers of life.
Gutters flowing from Heaven to Earth,
giving birth to clean growth.
The sudden green as parched soil erupts with change.
A fresh day, sun rays, line of pinks or orange,
pale to a bright blue, herald the new;
promise of happiness to come.
Painting walls, making beds, cooking meals together.
Taking note of the colours in our lives.
Remembering that white Corella,
watching the storm, together.
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2016
Perth Words... exploring possibilities. 
Oh I love this, Frances, especially the last verse.
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Thanks so much, Jean.
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Thanks, Jean.
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