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A cold front just today blew in,
    Bringing with it what seemed like March winds.
Pecan tree limbs are laying all about,
    Whoa these winds are blowing they are so stout.
I checked my propane and I’m getting low,
    The price has gone up they’re wanting more dough.
When you have to have it what can you do?
     I guess I could protest but I don’t look good when my skin turns blue.
I guess I’m lucky I shouldn’t complain,
     For there are many who are suffering from the lack of rain.
Major droughts are taking their toll,
     In southern states rivers and lakes are turning in to dry old holes.
California is fighting hard to save homes and land from raging fires.
     Lord please send us rain and let it be a blessing to our hearts desires.
Everything I see seems to be getting out of hand,
    Whether it is an act of God or one created by man.
It seems like nearly overnight things have gone astray.
     Greed plays a major role in our culture today.
The only real thing we have left today,
      Is we can still gather and commence to pray.
We are restricted as to where we can do these things,
      But I also know what power real prayers can bring.
We’re on the wrong track,
       But I feel we can get it back.
It’s not going to be easy but things with worth usually are not.
      I say bring it on let’s see what you’ve got.

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