Category : Poems

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The sky lets go a silver sigh,
Like footsteps falling from up high.

Each drop a note in nature’s song,
And soothes the mind and hums along.

It taps the roof, it paints the street,
It cools the air, the earth’s heartbeat.

The thirsty leaves begin to sway,
Washing the dust of yesterday.

Beneath gray clouds, a quiet peace,
Where chaos fades and worries cease.

In every drop, a chance to grow,
The gentle rain, so soft, and slow.