***Rain that pours down
From the heaven.
Quenches the thirst of
Lands that went barren.
Gives a chance
For new life to sprout.
Takes away the misery
The awful drought.
It binds together
The earth and the sky.
Fuels the hopes
The lakes that went dry.
Answers the prayers
Of the farmer’s plight.
Feeds the hungry
Washes away the dark night.
The children
Rush out for the enchanted show.
Drawn by the smell
Mesmerized by the seven colored glow.***
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 10:25 AM UTC
***Rain that pours down
From the heaven.
Quenches the thirst of
Lands that went barren.
Gives a chance
For new life to sprout.
Takes away the misery
The awful drought.
It binds together
The earth and the sky.
Fuels the hopes
The lakes that went dry.
Answers the prayers
Of the farmer’s plight.
Feeds the hungry
Washes away the dark night.
The children
Rush out for the enchanted show.
Drawn by the smell
Mesmerized by the seven colored glow.***
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