Rainwater

I grew up in the fields of the smallest of all towns Every night I sat on my porch and watched the rainwater fall from the sky Never twice did the same rainwater fall One night it was one colour, the other another Grandma played her guitar and sing along with the rain song I played my tambourine jingling to the beat of the rain

Rainwater quenched our land It washed my clothes and gave me baths I played in every puddle it made for me And it reflected back myself to me Rainwater was heaven to us

We’d open our windows and our doors Welcome the sprinkles, wet the curtains and the floor Rainwater washed our sins away behind these doors Rainwater cleansed our souls when we swam in the lake it made for us A walk in the field soaked of rainwater Heaven for our feet We let the wet soak right through

Rainwater everywhere I grew up No two rain drop the same No two reflections back of me Rainwater under the sun’s rays I walked the rainbow made for me I followed the glow to the pot of gold To my front porch