Rain - A Poem by; Reatha Crow

Rain

Into each life some rain must fall,
but rain makes the flower grow.

The storms did come.
And the winds did blow.
And the rains fell hard on me.
But when the clouds parted,
I saw a rainbow and the sun
shined down on me.

So be still and know that
the storm clouds will go and
the sun will shine again.
You'll run and you'll crawl.
You'll soar high and you'll fall,
but pick yourself up.

You Can

Stay in the race God gave you to run
and when you fall, just know that
picking yourself up makes you strong
and the rain makes the flowers grow

Author; Reatha Crow

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