drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
the sounds i hear outside
as God's liquid sunshine falls from above
Bringing life to those in need
And every drop serving as a sign of hope
Showers of blessing released from the sky
Glistening as rays of moonlight meet
the gathered droplets on blades of grass
Lying down, thinking, listening, relaxing
As sunshine creates a rhythm of it's own
To some it serves as a symbol of sadness
To others, a symbol of newness
To many, a symbol of life
To me, the commoner all of the above
And the reason to sleep well tonight
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