Lora Colon (26 September 1944 / Missouri - United States)
Let It Rain!
You say and do the little things
A woman never forgets;
And when it rains, I smile when you say
'It's raining violets'
You hold me close and calm my fears
When we speak of plans and schemes;
And when the storm breaks through the clouds,
I know... it's raining dreams!
Your words of love circle 'round my head
Like a childrens' carousel;
You say the rain is nurturing life -
Assuring me all is well
Now, come, my love, tell me the truth,
Storms often do bring distress;
'Yes', you say, 'but as long as you're mine,
It's raining happiness! '
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