Grayest sky above, the whisper of leaves,
Dancing and dazzling in the grass.
Moisture in my eyes, stomping in the puddles,
Finding happiness in lil things like bubbles.

Glorious sound of the rain, softly hitting the rooftops
As it begins to drizzle and a tiny thousand raindrops.
Her name is Drizzle, she was born in January rain,
And she always love to sing near the window pane.

Drizzle soothes my soul,
Like an angel falling from the sky.
She is sound of the rain like a magic,
She is the most beautiful music.

She is the most fearless, witty and talented creature,
She make this world bright and colorful.
God gave us Drizzle and I am lucky to have her
She's such a kind brave soul and I couldn't be any prouder.

For you Drizzle:
Without the rain, there would be no rainbow,
Without you, I don't have an amazing friend like you.
Remember this, as your sister I will protect you
And nothing will ever harm you. I love you.