Warm Rain Poem by Cee Bea

Warm Rain



when will the warm rain fall
to wash away all the yesterdays..
to grow tomorrow

the sky runs blue
pastels dot the horizon
the grass lay, dry.

mercy shall be born
again
with the coming clouds.

Monday, December 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: weather
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