"The Rain"
Christina Hazelwood
RomIntl@aol.com

Whenever I have pain;
down comes the rain.

It cleanses my soul;
and makes me whole.

It takes away my fears;
helping me through the years.

It makes me strong;
and never lasts long.

Once the rain has ceased;
and gone is the beast;

I am able to find peace.

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