Drops
Drop
Drop
Patter
Patter patter
Pattering pattering rain
You forgot to bring an umbrella
But as you stand in the gentle rain
You soon forget, too
You ever needed one
An outstretched hand catches but a few
You turn your face to the sky to better feel more
Water beads flying by
A tangible view of a different perspective
In the company of the sound of the drops
Life is at a standstill here
The greyness of the world to the eye
Somehow is so beautiful
In the rain
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