Rain (Rhyme Royal)
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Cynthia Buhain-baello
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Cooling comfort pours, touching Earth,
Refreshing the parched, thirsty soil.
Each drop is precious, of true worth
For some, a blessing for their toil.
A sign of hope that heaven hears,
Constant as the rays of sunlight
All await when the skies cry tears.
All rights reserved~~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~06.09.15
Ryhme Royal - a quatrain (abab) and a tercet (cdc) about one topic
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