Raindrop, raindrop, falling from the sky,
Soaring from clouds, up so high.
Landing on rooftops, leaves, and grass,
Bringing life to all that it has.
Splashing in puddles, dancing in the streets,
Creating melodies with its gentle beats.
Washing away the dirt and grime,
A cleansing shower that's truly divine.
Raindrop, raindrop, where do you go?
Do you travel far or just below?
Joining rivers, streams, and seas,
A part of nature's symphonies.
So next time it rains, don't run for cover,
Embrace the rain and discover,
The beauty and magic of each raindrop,
A tiny miracle that never stops.
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Awe I love the optimism at the end - well done!
I like this piece🫶🏾‼️