The beautiful pitter patter,
Of raindrops as they scatter...
Across the earth's lawn,
At times a fragile fawn.
And at other times a violent storm,
Of hearts left alone to mourn.

Pitter...patter...a consistent reminder...
To forgive, to forget, to be kinder..
Even when alone we weep,
Be brave and take the leap.
Venture out, allow the gentle touch of the rain,
Upon your flesh, drown out the pain.
Take a deep cleansing...