A Prayer Answer
I call. upon the. heavens
A silent whisper
Angeles move
The clouds together
And and send. down.
The. rain
The. earth needs a drink.
The trees are hanging low
The. flowers are weeping
The. fields need. to.
Hold the. beauty
Of green...
Father .Of heavenly
Love move
The winds hard and fast
Your children. needs.
A release from the scorching sun ..Thank. kindly..are sweet. maker .for. sending..down your. love..
Copyright © Venita Schindler | Year Posted 2016
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