I Praise The Rain

ForĀ  bathing me so hard so my tears won’t be noticed

For taking away my pain and bringing joy and bliss

For waiting comfortably ’til I’m ready to come home

I praise my friend-the rain with it as if I’m home

 

For caressing my skin my hair and then my feet

For hiding all my sobs so they won’t see my pain

For blocking all my cries so people will not hear

I praise my friend-the rain that never fails to cheer

 

The rain my dear dear friend is quiet and sincere

It listens to my rants and even my own fear

Always like a cane when times I need a hand

I praise my friend-the rain one in a million kind.

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