The Rain
If the skies don't shine so bright this day,
I know i can always pray;
worry i shouldn't, flee from those thoughts,
pray to my Jesus, pray to my Lord.
Droplets it will be, rain to avoid,
I am but human, not humanoid;
so pray i repeat, with hopes on the Lord,
bow my head low, rain it must not.
So till the next time, a miracle from God,
I accept my fate, I accept my lot;
for He is faithful, He answers my prayers,
rain it won't, rain it will not.
Copyright © John Leong | Year Posted 2017
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