Raindrops - Poem by Gail Grierson
I love to listen to the rain
Falling to the ground;
The raindrops tumble rhythmically,
Such a soothing sound.
I love to listen to the sound
Of raindrops as they fall;
The cadence and the melody,
A symphony for all.
I love the freshness in the air
When the rain is through;
I take a breath and close my eyes,
The world seems clean and new.
Raindrops are a gift from God
Reminding us to give
Another chance to those we love
When they need us to forgive.
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