Raindrop

I’ve got a million little raindrops

In my right back pocket filled

With strings and beads and glitter

To lighten up my fresh spring gild

I’ve got each and every raindrop

In its own corner seam

So nothing, nobody, never

Can’t find my little dream

Each stitch is sewed a droplet

Each glittering drip no gem

And precious may be water

But each trickle new and then

Still mulling over dew drops

And whispering to my stitches

What each new sprinkle isn’t

And when it is it wishes

Keep your thunderstorms and lightning

I’m fine here in the rain

Soaking bone dry in the eye, but

Wishing summer come this May

-@apoem2you