Keeper Of The Rain Poem by Baru Gobira
Keeper Of The Rain
It is not for me little girl
The wind brings the rain;
It is not for me little bird
The sun warms the grain;
It is not for me little bull
The whistle of the train;
It is not for me little ant
The nectar of the plain
It is not for me little one
The moons of Saturn wane.
It is but a gift for you
From the keeper of the rain.
Copyright Baru Gobira 2006
(April 2006 Delaware)
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I am glad it gave you a moment of pleasure and thank you for the encouraging words.--Baru Gobira