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© Brummet Media Group My mind has thunderstorms,       That brood for heavy hours:       Until they rain me words;       My thoughts are drooping flowers       And sulking, silent birds. Yet come, dark thunderstorms,       And brood your heavy hours;       For when you rain me words,       My thoughts are dancing flowers       And joyful singing birds.   ~William H. Davies ~~~     Follow us & find our Books:   on Amazon Visit:   Drum It With Brummet Blog Subscribe:   Brummet Media​ YouTube Channel​  ​ ~~~