first raindrop

fresh from the first drop of first rain

far away from any pain

in joy , i fall down again

this time a little insane



this time , just in time

before you sang your first rhyme

reaching my moment of sublime

ringing the gifted wind chime



on to the leaf , my dear

into the sweet , my dear

into the earth , my dear

into your love , my dear



this time a little wet

like your own sweat.

this time ,the best

in your heart i rest.



with succeeding years fresher i become

so that again in joy , you cry -"come"

with your love palpable i become

only again to hear that 'come'