In the morning when it rains ...

In the morning when rain falls water drops While attaching two pieces one by one To run down There are too many outside I can not see the front with waterdrops In the past like waterdrops I did not see the front I thought that I just had to finish the day. That time that was painful I will not even wipe the water drops Living without seeing was scary I am frightened by something I can not see ... I was just afraid ... The poet ~ Now person ...