afternoon rain Written by Ellen Grace Olinger afternoon rain seagulls on pilings wait to fly again (yesterday) And an old favorite for the new month: warm August night light fading – already? Time Of Singing (1996) Like this:Like Loading... 6 thoughts on “afternoon rain” It’s rather sad when the light starts to fade, isn’t it? LikeLike Always an inspiration, watching the light. In August, I am actually grateful for the rest of days that are warm still, yet a little shorter. I know what you mean too . . . LikeLike I like seeing the gulls on the pilings. Yes, it is August already. LikeLike Thank you, Patti, and blessings LikeLike I really like your poems, perfect for the first day of August. LikeLike Thank you and blessings for the new month. LikeLike Comments are closed.