I Am The Little Raindrop Poem by Patti Masterman

I am the little raindrop
That now has seen the sea
Though once it thought itself
The world of water, be

The surface tension grew
Until it burst it's skin
And, falling on the wave
It heard a growing din

It thought the sea a whole
A solid thing, that roll
To crush the little drop
Beneath it's giant bowl

But just before it fell
The little dropp woke up
And saw the shining faces
In the splashes, spraying up

The other drops did play
In the water's mighty hand
And from sea to farthest sea
Did the water's smile expand

Until horizon's bloomed
Upon some sunny shore
Where the little raindropp rose
Into the sky once more.