Sandy Sat

Raindrops fall steadily from the sky
Telling millions of stories of men passing by
Making a fatal path towards it’s destination
At first it’s the formation of such imagination
Intricate bonds are made, as the life proceeds
Out come emotions of ardor and animosity
As you become older you see life as a bliss
Faster and faster you can here the dropp hiss
You can see the steady land coming ever closer