Life through a raindrop
Clear, tight, and always descending to fall
Constantly in a storm waiting for my time
My time to break from the clouds into a new world
Into new life that’s changes my flow
As I sit here and wait
Wait for my rainbow
My clear skies
No worry in the air
Trees whistling a new tone to the wind
The wind still in its blowing
The sun steady on its beam
No more do I have to hear the skies scream
Life through a raindrop
I just go with the flow but one day
But one day I pray ill soar with freedom
Ride on glory
If that could happen
Man…. wouldn’t that be the best story