Attention

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I paid attention to the weathermen
who said one winter cannot cure the drought.
Reiterating over and again,
depressing me and stripping me of doubt,
they said that we’d need years of average rain
to make us goodly wet, and furthermore
La Niña was established, they’d explain,
and likely will be blocking off our shore.

I heard those dreary words and felt the pain
a lover of precipitation knows
when winter fails and trees begin to strain.
But halfway through this season, overflows
from record rain made all those statements wrong:
told now as if they knew it all along.

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