The Raindrop Song
Like raindrops falling in slow motion
Each strike represents her beauty, her style, and her grace
As we look upon her youthful face
Her childish giggle is like music to our ears
Aging is something that she does not fear
Each raindrop circles her with a vivacious dance
Leaving all that she comes in contact with in a revitalizing trance
The raindrop touches the pistil of her every being
A woman of strength is whom we are seeing
Flowers bloom at the touch of her silky smooth hand
With the touch of her foot grass, grow greener with each strand
Her days will be full
Her life will be long
As she sings that lovely raindrop song
Divine words inspired by the Holy Spirit, written by Twana
“For I will pour water on the thirsty land, and streams on the dry ground; I will pour out my Spirit on your offspring, and my blessing on your descendants. They will spring up like grass in a meadow, like poplar trees by flowing streams.” Isaiah 44:3-4 (NIV)
