Sunday, June 9, 2013

Chopin's Raindrops

Rain Rain

The rhythmic falling rain

The green flourishing foliage
The touch the sound the feel
Creation in God's grandeur real

Rain outside my window
Tapping at my door
I hear its sounding call
Rain rain evermore

Droplets of splendor
Upon branches budding green
Shimmering day light
'Tis God 's blessings be seen

I listen to its haunting
Chant and melody
And feel its loving grace
Deep deep within me.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

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