Remembering Bealtaine

The grass grows lush in this rain
and with the dimming of the light
the shadows move slow
the wind lows among the dripping leaves
and for the moment of a sunset
on this day of all days
I can feel the scented breath
of cattle coming home.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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