Rain
She descends from the vast blueAnd sprinkles joy with her tears,
For every drop in the blossom sings her song;
And a smile descends in every creased lip,
The hunger now satisfied
And the bullock again with its pace on the earth.
Poetry by Ekisha Sharma
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Written on 2009-06-02 at 12:18
				
		 
		
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