Raindrops

A moist air
A falls so near
A trickle
Some from a tickle
As sad as skies get
And yet it always stops
Yours and mine, RAINDROPS. As they fall
We muster strength thru it all
We survive the shower
Gaining will every hour
And as skies clear
Fear just disappear
And yet it always stops
Yours and mine, RAINDROPS. We wonder why
The raindrops fell from the sky
We ponder how can it be
Did anyone see
The reason in the first place
Raindrops fell from our face
And yet it always stops
Yours and mine, our RAINDROPS!

by Jeremiah Blackwell, Jr.

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