Morning Fresh

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The morning is fresh today after a gentle overnight rain. What do the dogwood petals think of raindrops? Do they tickle when they land and bounce and drip? Do they sting? Do they quench their thirst? Do they wait for a stiff breeze to blow the drops away? Or do they lament when the sun dries out the soft drops?

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