Raindrops are falling down to the earth.
Giving the grass a chance for rebirth.
The warmth of the sun as it kisses my face.
Reminds me of your sweet embrace.

Raindrops, my tears that fall to the ground.
Whenever my love is no longer around.
The grass, our love that needs loving care.
The sun, your smile, the warmth that I need you to share.

Raindrops fall to the ground and I think of you.
I don't know what in the world I will do.
I dream of you every night when I sleep.
This love I have for you runs very deep.

August 20, 1998

Copyright ©2003 Mary L. B