People are like raindrops
they splash and disperse
scattered about God's universe
Friends are like the wind
a breeze on the roam
if they should blow away
their affect lingers on
Good thoughts are like flowers
fond memories a rose
to bloom is to marvel
to wonder, suppose
Love is like the sun
radiant and bright
carressing the body with warming light
we should treasure the time that we have now
for someday, someway, somehow
A time will come when
we shall mourn the downfall of men
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