Samarah Essler

Rookie (July 19,1991 / Calgary AB)

Rain - Poem by Samarah Essler

The rain starts to fall,
smelling the scent that comes with it,
feeling the wetness from it when it hits your skin,
falling like tear drops,
but oh how so sweet,
the dancing drops of rain,
as it picks up,
falling at the speed of light,
continuously hitting my skin,
the sky so grey,
the clouds make the rain fall like magic,
feeling the comfort and the calmness,
with each golden dropp that wonders to the earths ground,
such a beauty that comes with each drop,
the taste so sweet to nature,
and to nurture earths wilderness,
the world without rain,
would be a world with all pain,
so with each dropp that falls,
just know its earths calls,
to make the earth grow,
what a beautiful show.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 12, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 14, 2010


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