Raindrops

The rain marched uniformly as an army in its prime But this was no ordinary army along too came their band They marched with a song so calming to hear It changed in slopes and meanders as it made its way down They were the ones who woke you and they soon removed your frown You sat and listened as their song changed soothing you out of sleep One by one they marched on with their tune down the slope They were an army never to march again but soldiered on An army of many and army of one… purpose It's the army that resurrects the thoughts of wartime It's the song that tickles your mind and helps you back… to it Hoping you will err not twice as every army on the slope has Take a different journey hidden in the clouds of your sky But like every soldier before down the slopes it pours Raindrops in the night Copyright (c) July 2006 J.R. Thomas