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Like a Hard Summer Rain

Updated on June 28, 2016

Emotions pour from my suffering soul.

as rain from the skies above,

They trickle down, to reach the ground,

a mixture of hate, and of love.


The sadness I've felt, cards that I've been dealt,

all is a part of each life,

A tougher and stronger spirit is honed,

amid all these trials and the strife.


REFRAIN:

Pour down on me. old Summer rain,

just soak me through and through,

Cleanse my pain, with your help I gain,

and a new life because of you.


My hard feelings I shed, with hope, filled instead,

I look to the day, anew,

That old feeling of helplessness, once got me down,

and then away it flew.

REFRAIN: POUR down on me...


Rain on me. my friend from heaven's own door,

please wash my spirit clean,

Remove the soil from a life of toil,

then a brighter sun shines, with its sheen.


I will lift my head, in the days to come,

for a new hope you have given to me,

As I gaze beyond fields, of which I'm so fond,

it's a golden horizon, now I see.


REFRAIN: Pour down on me...


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      whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States

      With the last rains of Summer and a coming Autumn near, the long and hard rain of yesterday, inspired this poetry and to reread it once again.

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