Let It Rain
Clouds,
spitting
rain tease the
drought-stricken land
with hope of more to
come, but stingy clouds cling
jealously to their precious
droplets only releasing scant
sprinkles from time to time. O God please
open up the heavens and let it pour!
3/22/21
Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2021
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