This morning it rained, my children still in bed.
Thoughts of sorrow fill my head.
lord, I stood there in the rain,
my face turned toward you my heart filled with pain.
I placed my hands above,
please God, Fill me with your love.
I let the cold run down my face,
for your grace my soul finds a place.
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Once again, I have to say that your a good poet. How are you today? I was relieved to see that it was raining.
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