Margaret Foster Poet Sedoka

When the rains come

 When the rains come down
And the dark clouds fill the sky
The old men go walkabout
 When the rains come down
And the earth no longer dry
The old women praise the Lord

When the rains come down 
And dams are overflowing
The young men learn the secrets
When the rains come down 
And fertile fields start growing
The young women long for love

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Andrea Dietrich May 3, 2025 at 12:17 AM I really like this. Such smooth flow and sooting lines

Darlene De Beaulieu April 14, 2025 at 11:27 AM Hello Margret, Rain is important. it gives water to the earth. It fills lakes oceans streams ponds. It makes flowers grow. also fiels that farmer's plant seeds. For food to grosw. Hugs. /Drlene/

Anne-Lise Andresen April 11, 2025 at 1:23 AM - A lovely poem, Margaret :) - Rain is important... even if I don't like it :) - Have a great weekend :) - hugs Margaret Foster April 11, 2025 at 5:48 PM Thank you, Anne Lise, we have had what seems like a long hot summer. The last couple of months were very humid so the rain, when it came, was very refreshing.