may we rain down upon the ground,
like water droplets from the clouds.
to water the soil for fallen others
and help them sprout and flourish.
for one to bloom in vibrant colors,
one must learn to help others.
this has become a necesity
for our world now lacks empathy.
so let us resprout this feeling
of feeling other's feelings,
and pour upon the ground
in smiling droplets
to flourish our infant saplings,
in such friendly passion.
"droplets"
03/28/19
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