The
rain falling
It
never wants to go away
The
dancing droplets on the water
The
ripples of the moments
The
shadows come to dance
Leaving
the moments to remember
The
pages of our times and history
What
a fool we have been!
The
cleansing ritual of the rain
Dragging
out the lazy bones to the rivers
The
falling rain
It
sings its tune of hope and gain
The
screaming of falling rain
It
never wants to tell lies on the water
There
will be memories of a time gone
What
a fool we have been!
Now
the whirring sound of change
The
windy breezes blowing along in the air
The
falling rain singing its tune of new hope and gain
Along
the streets the echo of a new chime
The
falling rain
Listen
to its whirring sound in the air
It
tells stories of times gone
What
a fool we have been!
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