Rain and Nature

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.