Let it Rain



                                               The sky is shrouded with veils of dark grey,
                                                  A dampness cools the dismal dusty day,
                                             The air grows thick with rich fragrant perfume
                                                Of the scents of roadside flowers in bloom.

                                                Soon soft grains of rain gently kiss my face,
                                                With seams of my soul sensing its embrace 
                                           And mild waves of joy ebbing through my heart;
                                                 Let the rain on dry fields, its gems impart,                     
                                          Wash clean the streets, sprinkle on earth its grace.

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