Raindrop Hang On

The raindrop hangs at the edge of the tin roof

Struggling to hang on

The wind trying to knock it off

The drops around it are flying off, some even jumping off

Still it hangs on

The world around it falling to the ground

Still it hangs on

High above more drops fall some missing the roof

Falling straight to the ground

Still it hangs on

I watch in awe of it’s determination to hang on

It beginnings to stretch and grown

And just like that

It lets go and falls into a pool of water beneath it

Sometimes we hang on for the wrong reason

And we let go to become part of something greater

Segundo Juan Devora