Rain
Rain decending from the heavens,
A gift from God and the clouds for all life on earth,
Irrigation across the nattion as the rain falls,
New life growing as the rain soaks in.
By Christopher Tye
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I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes I think you can see the grass and plants smiling when it rains. Nicely done Annette