Oh The dark grey clouds,
please come in crowds.
You vanish the droughts,
which the harsh sun brought.
We mortals,
are no match to your chortle.
For you bring life to earth,
under its mirth.
Oh The dark grey clouds which give us boon,
please shower soon.
For you bring us joy,
and never annoy.
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Author:
Nature (
Offline) - Published: July 6th, 2023 00:07
- Category: Nature
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Comments2
A prayer, a hope, a wish, an invitation and acknowledgement of our powerlessness. Nicely written
Ty Soren!
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