There is a drop in every rain,
That hits you harder than the rest.
And like the pounding of your pain,
The rain is only just a test.
As you walk the watered path,
You may at times think you are lost,
But just like water the roads a bath,
To help you wash what love has cost.
Shortcuts only lead to ends,
And ends are quite annoying.
But life is like a joy that bends,
That sparks your eyes and keeps you going.
Those who look may someday find,
What they sought before the rain.
Smart ones know the game is time,
And happiness is all the same.
