Water, Water Come Poem by Manonton Dalan
Water, Water Come
I was wondering why water sings
from drips to pours to flowing
there's that beat soft to clean
i reach to touch comforting cold
i taste, life full of love, told
rolling my palm drops to my foot
from up there clouds above me, more
water being stored to fill the shore
where grass grow freely; birds crawl
when will is guessing game to play
i bend my head and look at dying
roots craving for clouds to bring
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