Bless The Rain Poem by John May

Bless The Rain



The rain was awful yesterday
Or so I heard some lady say
It took me back in deep surprise
Since we depend on all that gray

By rain the maple trees arise
Their thick blue roots absorb those skies
And we, as she, are bless as they
To curse that weather … never wise

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