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Raindrops 

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 Have you ever heard the sound of rain,

   Even hitting the window pane.

    Leaving streaks down the glass,

     Lying on blades of grass.

      Oh to be a drop of rain!

 

       Mingling with your scent so sweet,

        Yielding to gravity’s amazing feat.

 

          Searching for the way to go,

           Intrepid as a flake of snow.

            Sliding down your neck so fair,

             Traveling onward shall it dare?

              Effused by the final fall,

               Raindrops on your heart do call.

 

Pablo - December 1994

 

    Written by Paul V Jennings