Drops of life,
From clouds above.
Turn the ground
From dirt to mud.
The land was dry,
Now plenty wetter.
From high above,
Rain falls below.
Drops of life,
Make all things grow.
Drops of life,
From clouds above.
Turn the ground
From dirt to mud.
The land was dry,
Now plenty wetter.
From high above,
Rain falls below.
Drops of life,
Make all things grow.
ejashwick 
Thanks I enjoyed the poem. sometimes simplicity is best.
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Thank you. Ill be looking to your blog as well.
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