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RAINDROPS
Rain drops are memories,
Of my first love,
Playing a song on the piano,
Effacing all my worries.
Raindrops are images,
Of coffee shared,
With my first love,
Still fresh despite ages.
Raindrops are life,
My first love gave,
Hope and happiness,
Which are now rife.
Raindrops are love,
First and as fresh,
The beats of my heart,
From High Above.
Raindrops, sweet, mellow,
A medley of tunes,
Sung by God's angels,
Love's glowing rainbow.
