Tear Drops and Rain Drops

I can’t imagine not seeing what I see now,
Gotten so used to life as we know it today
Every day as we keep moving along.
Tear drops, and rain drops they all touch
The ground.

Reality is hard, it cuts like a knife that’s
Why we all need to be nice. But being
Nice isn’t easily spread around these days.
Tear drops, and rain drops they all touch
The ground.

The sun sets right before our eyes,
Orange and yellow it’s amazing in
Sight. Like a fairy-tale it doesn’t grow
Old. Tear drops, and rain drops
They all touch the ground.

Our strength to face another day is not
Always the easiest to find, but we face
It anyway whichever way we can. It’s
Not always fun but that’s life.
Tear drops, and rain drops they all touch
The ground.

Copyright John Preston Writings 2018