Pitter-Patter Raindrops Poem by Mark Heathcote

Pitter-Patter Raindrops



Pitter-patter, pitter-patter raindrops
you put me under your spell
Oh, am I like Alice taking a tumble
Down a bottomless well

Lord, ain't any sense me going out of my mind
Lord, am I brave enough to empty this pail in me
It's only through playing do we learn to play
Lord, let me find my ladder my stairs.

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter raindrops
you put me under your spell
Oh, and I'm nodding like a bluebell
I'm blossoming and not just because I'm young

It's only through playing do we learn to play
And I'm a symphony in this field today
I'm an orchestra running rings around these dark skies
You can't define how I feel
You can't put a dark cloud around me when I'm singing

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter raindrops
you put me under your spell
because I realise what happens now
a rainbow is about to break this spell and break loose in me
So all you people sitting in the rain, just listen.

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