To Whom It May Concern

[imakesoap]

Today we all prayed for rain.

Please honor our little request

For street lamps that blaze down fire....

And puddles of gold on dark avenues.

Just this once pour out,

The whole contents of the stars.

Wash everything like sidewalk chalk,

And run the colors to the gutter..

Play the thunder for our children,

So we can tell them you are bowling.

Then make the sky fall softly,

To lull their tiny bodies back to sleep.