When the Rains Fell

Plant 1

By Raquel Reyes-Lopez

Be-be-Beatrice your heart be-be-beats slow slowly.
Weak you are we-weak-weakening. Hold on please.
The harvest will be good this year. I promise
the children, you, and I will be well fed.

St-stay with me there’s plenty of rain now.
We won’t have to see the children fight
over the la-last drop of water anymore.

Be-be-Beatrice why aren’t you answering?

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