The grace of rain falls gently down
In cool and silver strands
The lulling rhythm of its sound
Like the touch of loving hands
It washes clean the dusty streets
And brings new life to earth
A blessing from the heavens sweet
That renews the world's rebirth
Each droplet holds a precious gift
A promise of tomorrow
A symbol of hope, a gentle lift
That banishes all sorrow
And as the raindrops fall and play
They dance in perfect time
In every drop, there's grace that stays
A beauty so sublime
So let the rain come down and pour
And fill us up with grace
And let us stand in awe once more
Of nature's wondrous face.
Chester
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