Every Drop Of Rain! - Poem by Eric Cockrell
i am too old (and stubborn)
to change direction now!
my feet, though tired and weary,
have walked this path for years.
my battles have left me stripped
of the things i didnt need....
of the things that had hold of me,
the things that had no value...
knowing that i know no more
than what i have felt and seen.
knowing that i know no less
than who i've touched, where i've been...
eyes grown dim still fixed,
on that light on a faraway hill.
hands and heart steady open,
giving as fast as i receive....
with gratitude for each moment,
passionate hunger that never fades...
i'd say farewell but i'm not leaving,
i'll remain as long as the wind,
in every dropp of rain!
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