Silently Falling
Look at the drops of rain
Falling silently
Glistening in the light
They make no sound
No one can tell they are around
Falling, dripping off tree branches,
A steady stream cascading, gently
To the ground below
Clear as crystal in daylight
Unseen in the darkness of night
The precious gift of water
Given from above
To sustain life
This little droplet so small
Is the source of survival above all
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2006
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