WONDER RAIN

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The long awaited flow of water,

fallen from the sky,
over, into land,

creates a base to nurture
animals and plants. . .

and,
if we learn
the art of sharing
and of sparing,
as is proper,

we may also have our fill
to slake our very thirsty throats
and refresh our open hands.

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