The Rain Dance
cold and stormy
defined in glory
wet and cold
pattering on the stone
drops of angel tears
that will satisfy the years
the counts of thunder
on the heavens of hunger
the flashing light
can give such a fright
but the rain in all
from big to small
the smell of new land
can connect us by hand
for the rain is dancing
for all to enhance
so may i have this dance
Copyright © Abigail Crouch | Year Posted 2015
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