O my pianist, play the rain, for me...

O pianist mine,
Play it beautiful sweet timed
On reeds play your fingers smooth
By Your pedals help me sail like a soothe...

O rhythm mine
Play it like a glorified shine
On faces of children pour Your smiles divine
On mouths unfed fill Your food like a luxurious dine,

O Rains mine
Bring more of happiness to the morbid heart
Bring more Your pure to begin a start
Of living submerged in flooded poesy fluid
Of living happy not by words but by poetic deeds...


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