Raindrop

Below the Sun above the ground,

inside a cloud that's where I'm found.

Then thunder rolling, lightning flashes,

breaking free in downward dashes.

Falling quickly to Earth,

flying the way the wind blows.

While off in the distance

arise sparkling rainbows.

Then suddenly stopping with a splashing sound,

softly bathing the Earth and all around.

Rushing together in puddles we lay,

as the children come out to play.

Jumping, splashing, swishing,

making waves and ripples ever so neat.

As we caress and wash over their tiny feet.

Then the Sun begins to heat the day

and our puddles start to fade away.

A vapor, a mist as upward we begin to soar,

gathering together again in the sky as before.

Below the Sun above the ground

inside a cloud once again I'm found.