When the thunderclouds
start to rain,
Let the rain
fall down on me.
For the droplets
contain your spirit
Which washes away my sins
and covers me with love.
I missed you terribly on Thanksgiving. And then this morning when I awoke, it rained on me. Thank you and I love you. Dad
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It was a tough day yesterday. I am glad Blake reached out to you.
Love your son Stevie
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