poem about rain

As the raindrops trickle down my brow,
Feelings strike my heart so keen;
Known only to the earliest possible being;
Of love and luff to life's beauty.

As the ships across the sea they sail,
A hail across the clouds with rain;
Strewn across the glistened sand castles;
Built by tender cheeks with grace.

As the swallows twitter to the clouds,
A shower across the heavens;
Of the eternal bliss of the heavenly one;
As He blesses His children with rain.

As the children abandon their play,
To cuddle in their mother's bosom;
Alike the chicks fly for the nest;
Where mothers wait for their lil ones.

As the lilies bloom for joy,
At the coming of summer tide;
For that transient sleep a while;
To gather their wits at the next spring.
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