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Shower to my Flower

This rain is too soft,
There is no way that I can grow
in this one measley lifetime,
For the rain is gently patting
At my hard untouched soil.

These waves are too rough,
There is no way that I can grow
in this one fragile lifetime,
For the waves are crashing harder
At my mushy drowned soil.

If the rain is too soft,
What am I to do?
If the waves are too rough,
How am I to grow?
If there is another option,
Won't you show me what it is..?

This shower to my flower,
There is a way now that I can grow
in this one balanced lifetime,
For this shower from your watering can is perfectly enough
at my wonderfully blooming soil.