count the drops
as they fall
each one precious
each one lost
upon the flowers
do they fall
bringing beauty
bringing life

rocks do glisten
in morning light
sparkling brightly
clean and bright
drops did fall
in morning light
each one precious
each one lost

I would walk
in light of day
seeking something
far away
down the pathway
wondering there
seeking newest
where I may

drops did fall
upon my path
upon the soil
within the dust

along the way
puddles form
dark rich mud
deeply lay

I would somehow
upon rocks stay
avoiding puddles
in my way

yet to walk
and traveled where
within the puddles
I must stray

precious drops
all do count
wherever they fall
wherever they lay

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