Raindrops

People walking in the rain interrupt the rain drops.

So does everything else that prevents the raindrops from reaching their destination.

Hold your hand out and ask the raindrop a question. Did you want to be loved?

I did that the other day and the raindrop’s reply struck me because I understood what it meant.

I have a purpose and though that purpose is fulfilled each time I become, I also want to be loved.

Dedication to a brilliant composer

Burt Bacharach

Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head

(written before hearing the sad news of his passing)