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"The Raindrop" From Andrew Rourke

The Raindrop Born from the mist the droplet takes flight Cutting through air Without whimsy or fright Alone just a drip But tonight she's much more In formation with friends By millions they soar Swirl around little friends Let us dance whilst we may For the trip is not long And there's not long to play The lights are a twinkle The rest painted black Our crash is predestined Dive into a splash If we meet on the ground We will run through the streets Through the alleys and gutters and down to the seas Reunited with family of lost and of old We'll swim with the dolphins In the depths of the cold We were here at His Word We were there in the deep He hovered above us We washed His feet We were made into wine as his voice did command We were sweat on His brow when the pain did demand. As I draw close to home I am soon made aware That tonight is special For I am to bear A message of comfort To a darling in bed The roof is quite safe Y