Raindrops on my window
Oh what a dreary day,
But as i begin to ponder
I start to think of it in a new way.
Each little raindrop is a gift
No matter what it may bring,
For in that little raindrop is
A blessing our mouths do sing.
They cover the earth so gently
And it all Bridgett anew,
The grass that once was so withered,
Has come back refreshed with dew.
I thank my God the Creator
Who has made things so wonderfully well,
A place where all can worship,
And His heart of forgiveness tel!!!
This poem was written/submitted by Mee.