Rain falls

A leaky cloud stretches and yawns

Letting droplets sink

And splash

Happy tears.

Over hills

The dreary dusk comes early

Rolling in without

Concern for where the water


It’s fair through the early morning

The night has passed

And all slept well

Safely tucked in

To beds

Dreaming of rain.

Clouds vanish

Over the hills

And dawn

Wakes the children

Sun pulls the blooms of flora

Peace returns.



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