The Song Of My Soul Poem by M.J. Henderson

As the rain falls,
It soothes my pain,
And my soul.
When i close my eyes,
I can feel every rain drop,
That falls on my face.
I feel it as it slowly,
Runs down my face,
Then falls to the ground.
As it hits the ground,
I hear it.
The tiniest splatter ever.
Slowly all of those sounds,
Are greater,
As more and more start to fall.
They make a song,
As they fall at different speeds,
And time,
But although they are all,
Individuall different,
They all fall together to make,
A song.
It's the song of my soul.