ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
Refreshing, cleansing rain falls softly on an eager earth,
Thirsting for relief, longing for renewal and rebirth.
The tears of God bring respite for the dying soul,
He gave His only Son to fill a gaping hole,
The hole that widens every day,
When we forget to turn to Him and pray,
As branches dance and lightening fills the air,
I think of Him who never fails to care.