Morning Rain

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Morning rain,

gentle in your delivery

the tears of my rooftop

caught in a bucket.

I will not complain.

I will not complain.

Morning rain,

A delicate reminder

of power

of mercy

of the living

of death.

Morning rain,

emotionally

balanced.

Not angry

today

Just sweet-

enough

For the blades of grass

to bend

beneath

your supple body

without worry

without care.

-MelaniN.

It's strange rain makes me remember Katrina.

Water - such power. Life and death in each drop - and it sounds so pretty now.

Thank you Patricia Smith