Here Comes the Rain!
Soft patter upon my window,
Above, clouds most grey,
The sound of sweet rain a-flow,
Bejewelled ribbons at play,
Cascading petals of sweet reprieve,
Upon parched soil,
Ever -eager to receive,
To end the day’s toil
And when the rain has fled,
And in the distance lost,
A new “Eden” bred,
Heaven and Earth crossed
A bedazzling dash of colour,
Of every shade and hue,
What divine splendour,
As all begins anew
And with the new start,
A Joyous melody and song,
Perhaps, a change-of-heart,
And to embrace life, most strong!
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