Rain
Rain
By
Tom Wright
8/15/01
Rain, pelting on brown leaves,
Causes premature falling.
I contemplate, droughts reprieve,
and night sounds calling.
Night sounds, that to a Creator rejoice,
So, while still among the living.
I too, begin happily lending my voice,
For rain, that God is giving.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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