rain rain go away come on back another day
not tomorrow or the next or else the plans I have be hexed.
rainy days are a bore tis true , on rainy days my heart grows blue
close my eyes and dream real deep, all I want to do is sleep.
dream of summers present, past, dream of sunshine in my grasp.
dream of flowers and humming bees, dream of warm winds soothing breese though my dreams must come to end, in my mind I ...dust pretend.
rain rain go away come on back some other day,
these are the thoughts that rule my mind,
I save them for some other time,
for all these days we've had no rain,
not even a cloud to shade our way
the grass has browned, the corn has died,
glaciers melted and the rivers dried,
when great clouds of dust have entered our space,
tis now mankind ...dust pray for grace.
though I know now I must never complain,
for all of life ...dust need the rain.
david w. smith
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