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rain

Listen to the rain,
Music to the ears
The sky pours out
Her tender tears

That all us mortals
Woe begotten
And full of grief
Are not forgotten

By the passing time
For always it hears
The sobbing tears
Of the wailing sky.

Author MissionSparrowPosted on May 7, 2024Categories PoetryTags poetry

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