Rain

Rain

It was raining

And I felt it like

A blessing from Heaven

Drops of blessed rain

Made my flowers shine

 

Sun and Rain

One adores the other

Like Miss Day and Mr. Night

Like Black and White

Mostly and usually they breathe and live separately

And sometimes together, and that seems very weird.

Together or far away they keep their love alive

And fresh.

 

By Jorell Victorry

 

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