The pitter patter of rain drops
Dripping at the seems
Swishing, shploshing, never stops
We don't know what it means
Gives the sky a saddened look?
Tears of masked despair?
Clouds cry out like tree leaves shook
Not one fruit to bare
Or does it gift to us a chance?
A series of liquid love?
That raised the plants and made them dance
A blessing from above
So look with eyes of wonder now
And contemplate the sky
Let the weather show you how
The rain drops drip on by
Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 12:12 PM UTC
The pitter patter of rain drops
Dripping at the seems
Swishing, shploshing, never stops
We don't know what it means
Gives the sky a saddened look?
Tears of masked despair?
Clouds cry out like tree leaves shook
Not one fruit to bare
Or does it gift to us a chance?
A series of liquid love?
That raised the plants and made them dance
A blessing from above
So look with eyes of wonder now
And contemplate the sky
Let the weather show you how
The rain drops drip on by
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