If i were to be reborn
I would want to be a raindropp
So worldly and travled i couldnt be ignored
Through lifes bitter storm
I would be carried by the wind
Though my life would be short
I would not fear my end
For i know that when i plop
I will always go on to something new
Imagine the grass, tress, and soil
All waiting and looking to you
For without you they would die of thirst
Their throat would burn
Their leaves turn brown
The ground would be littered with the corpses of the flowers.
Such a tiny droplet
Yet bigger then life
I would not keep to a schedule
I would come and go freely
The Oceans would welcome me home with wave upon wave of joy
So if i were to be reborn i would like to be a raindrop.
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