His Tears ~

Rain striking my window today
taps so gently as if to say
notice me, I’m here to play
but, God says no, no way
Pitter-patter the rain does sing
down my window doing special things
like delicate chimes steadily ring
showers, God’s glory they will bring
Sidewalks, buildings and foliage wet
at times sprayed like a flying jet
you know how dirty they can get
His tears are cleaning, you can bet...
for our new beginning tomorrow