Here is a rainy afternoon poem by my oldest daughter, who is 9:
Rain and Nature
The rain drops like manna in Moses’ time.
It’s a gift sent from God, my Lord divine.
The rain gives the flowers a new beginning.
They burst open in colour,
like the song birds are singing.
A dewdrop will do for a beautiful crown,
on top of a flower that grows in the ground.
Way to go!
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Thank you! It was really fun to write! 👧🏼
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Beautiful poem from your very observant daughter. Lovely combination of spirit and nature.
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Lovely, oldest daughter! Keep writing!
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Lovely poem….. Keep up with your writing. Looking forward to reading more. 💞
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This is wonderful! Truly beautiful.
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Thank you, Nico!!
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Beautiful Poem, Mary!
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Beautiful!!
I love the idea of the dewdrop as a crown! ❤
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