Water
Oh! How useful are you
The old and young take you,
The crops and animals need you.
Down you fall from the sky
The earth puts a smile on your fall
The kids runs out to feel your tender touch with smiles.
The magic of your creation,
Leaves man with no explanation
You are colourless
Tasteless are you.
No matter how old you might be,
You still maintain your odourless nature.
There are many liquid on earth
Even as a liquid,
But yours is always use by man.
Blessings to earth
Gift to man.
Water least I forget
You have no enemies as I do,
But beat the roof like a drummer.
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