The Rain Poem by Susan T. Aparejo
The Rain
More or least at this 4: 31 pm,
silver droplets dropp from heaven,
form a colorless natural stars of Bethlehem,
sparkling in a muddy area of my lane.
These natural gems sparkle,
As they resemble the cuttie dancing angels,
in a watery portion of the cold,
As the soil heralded the ' Messiah'
in the rythmic Jingle bells of the
christmas season.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
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