October 26, 2025

Father Rainmaker

By viewingcamelot

The dry bed drinks the rain
Like it never fell
Not because it hates the rain,
But because it’s hell

To live without it.

I absorb all You give me
With little to show
Because in a drought
In order to grow

I need a flood.

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