HARVEST TIME

My heart being a drought ridden land
Showers of love seem extinct
Seeds of happiness lay sown
I pray religiously for mercy to be shown

Tonight I do the rain dance
The Gods are not pleased with my rhythm and this was my last chance
And as hope turns to doubt
And abandoning the land seems to be the only way out

Her presence gives way to the first drop
Her smile opens up the skies
Behold a renewed faith in a new crop
Her first words send drops rushing down to the cursed land
I'm showered with love as she gives me her hand

Seeds of happiness grow into strong trees
And as I shed a tear and fall to my knees
The ripe fruit of happiness appear
Now we can both enjoy the fruit because HARVEST TIME IS HERE!
Andrae Hlophe...