Poem -

thou art in heaven.

Fall now upon knees
of pity

To seal water the sky
does leak

Embrace the rain
As thou art in heaven

In Tenderness
clouds do speak

Oh gracious sky
Why must you cry

drowning this earth
below

For art thou sad
Or feeling mad

To let such anger
show

A peaceful drop
or two
Shall do

To quench this aching
thirst

Release all punished
For what it's worth

To much pain
Upon the earth

So many tears
you Cry

Seeking seldom
raindrops

End the aching
in the heavenly sky .
Nardine Sanderson 12/01/2015

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Delmayne Seekoei

HEY DEAN THAT POEM TOOK ME ON A AMAZING JOURNEY WITH THE MIND THANX FOR THE INSPIRATION...MAYNE

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Nardine Sanderson

Its raining here again bazz, in bucket loads, i only hope it ends our Victorian fires xoxo

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Nardine Sanderson

Thanks bazz, my son has cartoons on, haven't caught the news, hopefully all will be okay, Geelong has copped a fair amount early morning , and still raining, i actually wish i was a duck today lol, love ya heap's, stay safe xoxo

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Nardine Sanderson

Thanks beautiful rose, it definitely is a god send, but their is still such thing as to much rain in one spot, love ya beautiful girl, nardine xoxo

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