POEM: DROPS: BY MARY VARGHESE

DROPS
BY
MARY VARGHESE

The dew drops, so clear and pure
The rain drops, so dear and sure
The tear drops, a real cure.
They drip, drip, drip
allowing to grip
the overflowing brimming cup.

The pearl-like drops
on the green green grass
on the swaying crops
stirs the heart of the lass.

The fresh raindrops
lashing on the window panes
bring renewed hopes
of showers from the heavens.

The salty tear drops
stains the rose red cheeks
daring to cope
with the torrent that breaks.

So drops......................
pearl-like, fresh or salty
steadfastly has a purpose,dear!!!


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(An excellent Poem which is very meaningful and beautiful. Only a talented writer can find beauty and the value even in a rain drop or a tiny tear drop which normally many ignore. Everything has a purpose and that is a universal truth. Thanks Mary Varghese for this wonderful poem.) New World