Sitting here quietly watching the rain fall,
watching the drops form on my window pane,
so many memories from my mind I can recall,
some happy and many filled with so much pain,

The wind blows softly and raindrops meander,
sun shines then it dulls with the clouds,
smiling happily as I get my spirits to clamber,
one thing about rain it disperses the crowds,

Each drop falls to the ground unabated,
nourishing the earth to start new life,
life in itself is not rarely rated,
so much trouble and too much strife,

Gently the rain it keeps falling,
the clouds as well keep strolling,
smile to oneself and stop your stalling,
friends say get yourself together, try bowling,

But you wonder why you get the tears,
look at those drops giving life,
get over the problems and your fears,
soon be dark and then you have the moonlight,

The rain itself washes away all,
including your own self doubt,
so sit and watch it fall,
soon it will be warm and sunny you shout,