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The Rain Maker

Sweet rain is hammering the dry ground Dirt turning to muddy foundations Leaves nodding their heads to the sound Gaia smiling upon her creations The earth with green is gowned Eudora now pouring her libations To Ceres, with grain is crowned Patron, we give our adoration The fruits of your harvest abound

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 3/18/2014 12:46:00 PM
Wow, I really love this write. Great rhyme! Beautiful. -Juli-Michelle
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Juli- Michelle
Date: 3/18/2014 12:47:00 PM
Hah. This was for another one of your poems.. clicked over too soon. Oops :)
Date: 3/17/2014 8:21:00 PM
Sweet... Love it!
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Date: 3/17/2014 10:21:00 AM
I wouldn't call this free verse, sweetheart. Definitely some great rhyme in there. Beautifully penned poem. Glad I stopped by today. Great write :) Have a good one. -Juli-Michelle
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