It’s written out in drops of rain
The sky of blue has turned to gray
An editor has seen the weather change
Cups and saucers on the table
A group of letters come together
Inside the line the love is everywhere
Looks like we’re in for some rain
Colors fade in the sky of your mind for a change
The coffee is poured
The pages are turned
From a story you are marking one more time
The slipping and sliding of dripping time
The turning and stirring of coffee grinds
Could turn rain falling from the sky
Upside down
Ancient reed in a modern word
The words uncage the ancient birds
Flying towards the one who heard this voice
And one whose voice was heard
It’s written out in drops of rain
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