Out of the Dust.
The wind is still howling
The breeze is still blowing
It is now winter time
But the snow is not snowing
I wish it would rain
So we’d have something gain
I wish something would stop
And i wish it were the pain
Our land is so flat
If i could wish
There is a small grant
Lord please give, a small single plant
You can take it all away
But please oh please
Just let me pray
Just let me do it, for today
All I need is to say
And what i’ll say
Is just today
I wish it’d all go away
By: Emily Maurer
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