Weather-Related Joy

Beads of rain slide down window glass
Prisms of colors reflecting back
The afghan made by a distant relative
wraps my body in warmth and clarity

Eventually, the pitter-patter ends
and then, a whole new world begins
I go outside to inhale the freshness
and let a bird’s song leave me breathless

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Lisbeth L. McCarty has a B.A. in Professional Writing and a J.D. in Law, both from the University of Oklahoma. In October of 2021, McCarty retired from a long career as an appellate attorney in the area of criminal law, a job where legal writing was necessary. She is excited to be able to now become a full-time, freelance writer. She has a free, monthly newsletter available to anyone which can be found at https://lisbeth.substack.com/.