The Raining
                            
                                                      written by
                                                             L.T.

A soft rain so gentle and calm a mist of Earth's most precious balm.

That rain soft now hurries into a falling drizzle whereby innocence is                        
 pushed into dismissal

That dancing drizzle now tangos a friend, and in some lovely waltz                            
they choose to mend

Their conjoining allowed them to double their composition, and two baby               
drips award them a parental disposition.

As they fall they rehearse what they've seen, where they've been
they remember that first dance where they met their life long companion                  
     
They recall how they fused a family and home, they rejoice that the                            
children in Christ's grace have grown

Now after long falling the surface they can see, they feel and can't rid                        
the weight of Earth's impurities

Now aged and heavy the surface they met and for these drops its the                       
end

               However when one stops another begins



  
                                         The Raining
               

                                         L.T. Thomas
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