Raindrops

• Sandhya Vijay, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2014

Out of the silver,misty Southern skies,
little drops fall before my eyes.
For what they are
I can never explain
I feel they are more than just drops of rain.

Under the shade of my little umbrella
these tiny drops feel lighter than feathers
These little drops may be plain and clear
but to my heart they are very near.

Watching them fall gently to the ground
making a little tinkling sound
I feel that home is where I belong
Standing in the rain
listening to their heart-warming song.