Staring through the windowpane,
Focused on crystalline pearls of rain,
Euphoric, relaxed, in no pain,
Just floating freely, no chain.
Now walking down, the glistening lane,
Attired in a watery coat of rain,
Washing away all the dry-day’s stain.
These precious moments keep me sane.
I see her face in every drop,
And hope the rain won’t stop.
Each drop a mirror of her face,
My diamond, my daughter, Mara Grace.
From a pure puddle she springs,
Walks beside me as my heart sings.
She holds my hand as we walk.
Our love shows in our talk.
Our lives flow from brook to creek,
Then ponds and lakes we seek.
Together, so strong, not weak,
And all about love we speak.
On to the rivers we go,
Then into oceans we flow.
As a father’s love does grow.
I smile as my eyes glow.
We hold hands and rise
To a dark cloud that soon cries.
So much happiness we gain
When we fall together as rain.
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