Rain drums

When there’s a dark cloud
Hopes are for rain
The Garden plants dance in excitement
And the little ants enjoy a day off
Cloudy sky to many
Presents a sign of hope
And when it pours,
There’s joy all over the land
The ground would be little good for nothing
If she disallows the rain to fall on her
And I as a toddler decades ago
Remember my rain time plays
And how the rain patters
Beat the roof tops
Creating a natural lullaby
For all life that cares to listen.


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