Raindrops

Drop by drop little raindrops

Come and hop on the rooftop

Plip-plip-plop-plop

Drizzles of ecstasy never stop.

This cold December morning

The ears ringing with the musical calling

I heard them saying “Join us, hither”

“We’re waiting outside in this beautiful weather.”

I looked out of the window of my room

The mists and clouds loom and boom

I whispered to myself now it would be quite cold

“Behold the white gold, remove that blindfold

The year is going to end soon, so don’t sit like a loon

This is a Christmas gift for you, we bought from the monsoon.”

As the first raindrop hits the bare skin

I woke up from the dream with a silly grin

Drop by drop little raindrops

Come and hop on the rooftop.

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