Rain Has Reason
Rain, rain beating down on the window pane.
How endlessly it pours from the blackened sky.
I often wonder how and why.
Flowers spring up after the showers
Blossoming clean and fresh everywhere.
God has now made clear why it rained
To bless and refresh, he explained.
Copyright © Nick Schneider | Year Posted 2012
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