We prayed
(falling on knees,
beating chests)
for water.

We cried
as Sun
scorched earth
and
siphoned dams.

We begged
when taps
ran dry.

RAIN!
Send RAIN!

Then
in subsequent torrents,
we cursed clouds
and
shook fists at dirty skies
for
too
much
rain.

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Kim suggests writing a Quadrille (44 word poem) at dVerse today using the word “rain.”

We are still on water rationing, but heavy rainfall over a two day period last week caused major flooding.

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