Raindrops Poem by James Casey

Raindrops

I hear the pitter- patter of falling rain drops
Making their presence known on my rooftop

Slow repetitious pulsations of the water falling
The sounds of a dark angel, to me, calling

Calling out to me to enjoy the tears from the sky
Standing on the edge and feeling like I could fly

The breeze catches me and the scent surrounds
The smell of the rain when it hits the ground

Washing away the debris of yesterdays
Knowing that tomorrow is another day

A day that can be shared with all the others living
Together we can cherish what we have been given

Each second we live, love, is living proof
Life is tangible, just like the rain on my roof

It can reach out and touch me right to the core
Nights like this are truly what I adore

It's a miracle if it takes away my pain
Blessed be all who can feel the touch of the rain.

Sadly I know when the rain stops to fall
Pain will be back til the sun stands tall

Jim 1994