Rain.
Rain
Little drops of water-God`s very own Heavenly tears,
tiny drops of magic, re-used throughout the years,
this, truly the essence of life, has been here forever,
since the Earth was formed and thus evolved the weather,
the process started with the cooling of the crust,
condensation, over ions, then, settled soil and dust,
as our sun shone and the waters they did gradually warm,
they were made steam and, skyward bound, clouds did form.
In abundant supply and yet even more precious than gold,
the Makers first gift to mankind, on earth were are told.
So, today, when you turn on the tap, do you ever think,
that life would be nought without this nectarine drink?
Jennifer Kersey.
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