Three days ago, the falling rain
Gave life to limb and root.
And now the sage bursts forth in song,
Enriched by liquid loot.
A flower for each dropp of rain;
Its beauty for the bow;
Glad earth's salute for thirst relieved,
For heaven's gentle flow.
Thus, front page of The Purple Sage,
With lavish editor,
Reports with blossoms the good news,
In headlines lavender.
Dennis Lange
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/front-page-of-the-purple-sage/
