Wednesday, December 8, 2010


It washes and erases all my tears 
Drowns out all my fears 
It spreads a smile on my face 
As sadness leaves without a trace 
Dancing through it laughing and gasping for breath 
It is misjudged and treated like death 
But for me it spreads my joy 
I feel like a child receiving a toy 
It drips down my chin 
And rattles against the roof tin 
It gives the thirsty plants a drink 
And spreads beauty without a blink 
The green as a result gives the eye a rest 
And puts the dry spells to the test 
It spreads joy and relief 
As a bud can turn to a leaf 
Like a caterpillar in a cocoon 
It hides then bursts with beauty when the time is right 
Leaving behind a beautiful sight.

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