Oh, these tiny people falling around me,
Each has a story to tell
Before their tales are long forgotten
They never know, they fell.
One little one on my finger tip
Glistening in the light,
“oh, please please let me be,”
He tries to put up a fight.
I wonder what to do with the lil fellow
I think I’ll just let it be
So I let him join his lil brothers
And just stand by and see.
These raindrops falling around me
Are some pretty little things
I smile and look at each one of them
They teach me a lesson of living
They bring us happiness and relief
They wash away our sins
They never knew they existed
They never know their kin.
Oh, these tiny people falling around me,
Each has a story to tell
Before their tales are long forgotten
They never know, they fell.
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