It took a long time for the rain to come. The effects of the drought were burdensome. Tree branches died from the lack of rain Trees, not surviving, brought us pain. We waited for months for the rain to arrive. We prayed to God: "Help the trees survive." We heard thunder, and saw clouds overhead. We knew God had heard the words we had said. We laughed as the rain fell down on our face. The sound of raindrops, we could not erase. God brought us the rain because He cares, And He taught us about the power of prayer. _Yu/stan/kema-
Dear God, I’ve got the best friend
A woman’s ever had.
I want to thank you for this gift.
Our friendship makes me glad
That I can live and try to be
The best that’s in my heart.
Give me strength to cheer her up
Whenever we’re apart.
Please tell her God, I care for her
And maybe she shall see
Because of her, there exists
Some thing good in me.