Rain Drop

I went down to the fairy shop

And asked for a pair of wings

She asked me to find the perfect rain drop

As price for the pair of wings

So my little feet carried me along the road

Searching for the perfect rain drop

Staring at the clouds floating above

I prayed for the perfect rain drop.


I do not know whether she found it or not. She needs the rain drop to get the wings so she can fly away but she cant find it. Till then she is stuck. Just like me.

Stuck in the mud pool

Feet all dirty, no will to get up

Just stay in the mess, waiting for the courage to get up




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