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The Awaited Cloud
The moisture rose over the ocean
Millions of droplets merge in unison
They formed a cloud quite vast
Joining with the air they jazzed
Moving toward the land, curious
To see all the colors there, delirious
But when they arrived upon its plains
They heard the grass cry out in prayer
When the cloud hung right above
The cries changed to songs of love
You are the answer to our prayer, their song
We have longed for your waters for so long.
By CarolineCecile
© March 2012
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