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Rain
Growing up, mom always told me that
it rained because the angels were crying.
So does that also mean that when they smile
the sun is shining?
We live our lives and do as we please
unaware of the impact that we make
Must of us don't give a damn about
the people we leave in our wake.
When I get to heaven,
and look back on my life,
will I see that I've done good,
or find that I caused strife?
Will I stand at the edge of my cloud
and send my rain drops down to earth,
Or will I be able to stand up straight
And send my ray of sun down to a new day's birth.
