Raindrops and Tears

Raindrops and Tears

Raindrops and tears are similar in many ways,

Each have purpose that adds to our days.

Morning’s greetings filled with droplets clear,

Accompanying my memories of those I hold dear.

Raindrops and tears are created in about the same,

During waves of emotion and trials, no one blame.

The ground now wet as the droplets splatter,

And my face awash with tears that matter.

Raindrops and tears, they both bring a blessing,

In times when my soul’s emotions need expressing.

In times of sorrow or loss or valleys of unspoken words,

Those times we shared, times that life has blurred.

Raindrops and tears, the two I’ve experienced today,

Will continue to walk with me and comfort me, this I pray.

For my most sincere hope as I’ve often said,

Is for raindrops and tears, these two have never misled.

Raindrops and tears wash away those things unseen,

In my moments of sorrow, they wash me, my soul they clean.

Come now wash over me is my humble request,

And let me hide within those who’ve finished their test.