Look at the way its blobs,
Fall with much delight
With great blop thlop plop,
They touch earth from the sky
Nobody sees and feels,
The glaring negativity
Through the action it takes,
To enhance the earths fertility
In it would the children,
Joyfully stump their feet
And with it's accumulation,
We're able to drink and live
It's surprising how we don't,
Criticize its pessimism
But who ever knew falling,
Could create wonderful things
Why are you then afraid,
Of falling to the ground
Why are you stuck with the thought,
That forever you'd remain bound
Why sulk over being left,
Where you think you can't be found
It can't be the end people,
Remember the ground holds the sand
Colonize every situation,
Using them to your good
And you'd see you'd make a difference,
Even at the spot where you crumbled
'Cause without its action I'm sure,
We would never have known
That the oceans and pretty flowers,
Are products of its fall from above.


© Cogua