I want to hear
The rain on my roof.
When I say this
I don’t dare to miss
The sunshine warming my back!
The heavy clothesline looks wearily at me
“Don’t worry” I soothe her
When the clothes too complain of dampness
I repeat the same hopeless this time.
My glance then turns to God Almighty
And then to the skies; expecting
Everything to be clear the next moment
But then,
The toads in my backyard
Croak in despair
I watch my town folks
They’re looking into the reservoirs.
All the same I lost my hopes.
The next minute Good God winked at me
It drizzled and paused;
Then drizzled and paused
I could hear my aching feet
Almost wailing to me.
And I looked at my Savior
He seemed to say
‘Oh I’s playing with you’………
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