Thu, 07/18/2019 - 00:43 -- Liz_05

Never mind a little rain

Never mind the drops of heaven

The ones that nurture the soul 

Though at times these sting


Observe the flowers

They bloom with radiancy after 

They are fortified midst its heaviness

They stand high and proud


How would we appreciate the sun

Were it not for the rain

How would we prepare for the next storm

Were it not for the previous one



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