The Pitter Patter of the Rain Drops

The pitter-patter of the raindrops

When storm clouds come rolling in and lightning fills the sky
And the wind begins to blow as the sun waves its’ own goodbye
The pitter-patter of the raindrops as they begin dancing in the street
Not caring where they fall and not caring who they meet

One drop rolls down my forehead as rolls down my cheek
Each one so cold and wet and yet each one is so unique
They join their hands together as they cover the world below
They make the grasses greener and they make the flowers grow

My friend you’re like the raindrop that I catch upon my tongue
Of all the many raindrops I knew that you were the only one
That would chase away the thirst and the troubles from my past
I searched a million raindrops and found the perfect one at last

You make the grasses greener and the flowers start to grow
You are the perfect raindrop and you make happiness fill my soul
So when you hear the thunder and the rain begins to dance
Run out in the street and don’t miss your only chance

I thank God for the storm that brought a raindrop in my life
She chased away the dryness and she chased away the strife
To catch that perfect raindrop is a treasure all its own
One that stays with you forever and makes your heart her home

You can read more of my poems in my book The Writings of an invisible man. Its on amazon.com.  You can also watch my video on youtube just search for hlhsdad39 to understand my story and why i write

Copyright © David Moore | Year Posted 2012

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