27/11/2016 An appreciation of this precious resource.

This water dropping,

dripping and flowing,

down my throat,

to cool my burning fires.


This water trickling

through the dust of my day,

washing my dirty self,

cleansing my sins.


This water feeding my crops,

growing my hopes,

blossoming my dreams

into life-giving produce.


This water bathing my children,

soaking their tender skins,

carrying with it their laughter and smiles,

and bearing my love.


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