Good Rain
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The rain hits the window and traces
Like tiny tears that sprint in races
Finding their way to the windowsill
Falling as if they cannot remain still
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And as the rain and glass collide
The thunder shakes the world outside
Yet, in this storm there is found
What is needed for parched ground
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Though the sun may hide behind clouds
Leaving the world in ghostly shrouds
It forces us all to remain indoors
But that is not what the storm is for
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A thing of unrecognized worth
It gently feeds our Mother Earth
So that when it finally goes away
We better appreciate the sunny days
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I see you and your shadowed light
The flashes you use to highlight
But with all your thunder and rain
I know the sun will shine again
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Go now and do what you must do
As I find the words to thank you
Over fields and ripening plains
I am thankful for all your rain
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
A lovely ode to Mother Nature and her cleansing and nourishing rain
Thank you, Miss Beth!
An ode to something so valuable and needed and thankfully gained, suffer greatly those who do not…written with precision and brilliance my friend. Great work!
Thank you, my friend!
My pleasure my friend.
Beautifully written. A wonderful reminder that our dark days are only temporary & even our sorrows serve a purpose. Life truly is beautiful, and I have always been fond of the rain. ❤
There is a beautiful cleansing and nurturing quality to rain. A sense of renewal and hope. Unless you are on a motorcycle….🏍
Haha. Very true!
Full of beautiful images and great penning!!! ❤
Thank you kindly! I appreciate you commenting and reading!
I agree with all your commenters. Everything said is so true. The rain brings life and also refreshes our world. I like what Francisco and Kristian said. Beautiful written and our sorrows do serve a purpose. Great ode to the life giving rain.
In the south everything always smells so wonderful after a good downpour. Beautiful Brad. Love ❤️ to you my friend. Hugs too. Joni
Thank you, dear Jonikins!
My pleasure dear friend. 🤗💕❤️love Jonikins
Like tiny tears that sprint in races.., so pretty 🤗
Thanks Yassy! 😘
You are welcome, Brad.
Bring on the rain. We’re on our third drought in the last four years in California. We’ve already had more acres burned from wildfires than any year in history, and October and November tend to be the worst months for that.
I hope you see the relief you need soon, Pete!
God I wish it would rain
Don’t you have a spell for that?
I don’t mess with nature. I celebrate it!
wonderful poem, Brad. every cloud has a silver lining…
That it does, fine sir, that it does!
Beautifully written. Love it ❤️
Thank you, Omowunmi!