Every raindrop from the sky
touching this desiccated earth.

Brings fresh verve, causing a sigh.
Damping a place, so flowers grow.

Like every teardrop from her eye,
touches this bruised parched heart.

Sowing seeds to make her garden grow
never meaning to cause a painful tear.

Wishing only laughter makes her cry,
and fetches beauty to embrace her soul.

Creating joy to behold in a rainbow sky,
fulfilling dreams, while expanding time.

Cheerfulness she truly does personify.
Causing hearts of all to warm and glow.

All obstructions I'm sure she can defy,
singing along with that perfect song.

Never let judgment, or expression calcify.
It's more than just words; it's tears and rain.