When the Rains Come
When the rains come down
And the dark clouds fill the sky
The old men go walkabout
When the rains come down
And the earth no longer dry
The old women praise the Lord
When the rains come down
And the dams are overflowing
The young men learn the secrets
When the rains come down
And fertile fields start growing
The young women long for love
Copyright © Margaret Foster | Year Posted 2011
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