Rain Poem by Tango

Rain



The trees stand tall in the sun,
clouds form, rain falls,
and the rivers run.
Water is the giver of life,
without it there would be the utmost strife.
The ground would dry, and crack,
crops, and grasses, would wither, and die, and turn black.
Rotting animal carcasses, would cover the land,
slowly everything would become covered by sand.
So when it rains, give thanks to nature,
a power that is greater than man,
for without water, life would cease to exist,
throughout the land.

Sunday, November 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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