Gentle Rain

Rain that falls gently

Can still swell up to a flood.

Justice should be kind.

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The Rain, A Pounding Blanket

The rain, a pounding blanket

Spread across this bed of earth.

The doors are closed, the lights are out,

But for a fire-lighted hearth.

A book, a coffee, and a throw,

Such medicine you cannot know.

The rain may stay,

The clouds be gray,

Yet inside I warmly glow.

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Moon Beams

Full and bright, she’s better known;

But other nights, when we’re alone,

She smiles shyly just for me.

I know that everyone can see,

But there are nights I play pretend,

Some long moments that I spend

Smiling back in secret love

For she who shines in skies above.

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