The Rain Comes
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Shalom Freedman
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THE RAIN COMES
The rain comes
Winter is here
Days are darker
Trees are deeper green
Light is low and grey and white-
Life is more in inner worlds
There is the dream of days of warm sun
And happy light again-
I write and cannot write
I am in the winter of life
But the rain will not save me-
There are worlds that become light again
Year after year
And other worlds
That having seen for many years
The light come again and again
Will see that light no more.
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