Each Drop a Heaven-Given Gift
When the loud thunder died, clouds open a smile with sunshine.
Raindrops danced upon blush of scarlet petals, cleansing the warm earth.
Sparrows chirped an explicit scene engaging melody.
4/27/2018
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