It’s Raining


It’s raining, I mean it is really raining

Not just sprinkles, that make mud

Out of your car

I am standing  out in my

Front yard getting soaking wet

And no I’m not crazy

If you lived where I live

With Wells going  dry all over the county

Including mine

You would be standing out

In your front yard, looking

Up at the heavens and

Thanking God for

The sweet, blessed rain

From above

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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