Drought

when dusts get dusty following winds freely when plants brown adopt as their national theme when the herdsmen search finding no pasture for the starving herd when the earth's beauty leave making all desert like when the farmer heave waiting like the Christians Upon a Jesus that says he will come Then, Drought has conquered

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Sara Kendrick

Date: 7/2/2011 4:47:00 PM

This is a very deep one..Yes, it has been a long wait for Jesus' return but have faith will come again for His own..It is thundering off in a distance now and the wind is blowing with the clouds getting darker...I feel an abunbance of rain.Looking for to reading more of your very expressive and descriptive works..I can see the dark skinned herdsman with a stick walking with this herd....Sara