There there, Droppers by!
When I say I love rain,
doesn't mean that I love flood,
nor anything that it brings along.
It just the rain.
The combination of drops and lost control,
of gloom and purity,
smashing the tar and the rooftops,
hitting mirrors and bumpers.
And people of urgency,
when they splash the waterholes to the passers by,
I think I'll just laugh.
I'll laugh and wonder,
in crystal clears.