Sad Rain

The heavens are weeping.
Wrapped in a mourning cloak of darkness. 
Rain-tears are seeping
Into the sad, wet ground.

Gaunt pine trees are crying,
Sodden green boughs heavy in the rain.
Wind is sighing
Mournfully in the night.

But bright dawn soon appears,
Bringing happiness to the sad night.
Earth dries her tears,
Rejoicing in new life.


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