Fifteenth Entry

Rain is pouring,
Every drop is falling.
Weary clouds above,
On a Sunday morning.
Is there someone out there
Weeping at this hour?
Or maybe in pain,
With no tears to shower?
Come down now,
Mark your birth.
In this lonely land,
Heaven meets earth.

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