Rain
By GWEN EVANS, D.M.B.G. I prayed for rain to fall and soak the I could not water all, and the earth powdered earth, was parched and grey; To wake the tired garden to exquisitß A dry wind whipped the garden, and rebirth the brilliant petals lay It hurt to see the wilting flowers, the In weary, sad abandonment upon the drooping sapless leaves, cobbled path— And know I could not quench their I cull'd the scarlet poppy's grief and thirst —for this the gardener grieves. . heard the Wind-God laugh.
I prayed for rain to God, and He has heard my prayer; The rain is falling fast on gardens everywhere, And I can hear the eager plants drinking thirstily, And see the raindrops glitter on every whispering tree.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXII, Issue 22000, 5 January 1935, Page 4 (Supplement)
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128Rain New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXII, Issue 22000, 5 January 1935, Page 4 (Supplement)
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