Prediction was for silence until the twelfth month of 2016.
Proving to be as accurate as most forecasts, that length stretched out nearly three more months.
Yet, the rains DO come, even if it seems as if they've been absent ever since one can remember.
Given that today is a celebratory date for this Poetastic Presence, then a sampling entitled "A Birthday Poem" seems most appropriate.
Without further expanding on these predictions of precipitation, let's rejoin the streams of poetry.
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