Thursday, January 26, 2012

January Rain

Rain, if that is your name
Let me offer an apology for how much we complain
We curse and wish you'd go away
Say come again another day
But you bring us life, you make us sustain
You don't just dampen our parades

The colors dance, with lights in trance
The garden grows, the river flows
The seasons change, and still your name
Rain, rain, rain


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