Raindrops are teardrops from heaven

I think raindrops are teardrops from heaven 

They are crimson hued and warm to the touch

They all cry like me twenty four seven

There’s a reason they are crying so much.

The angels above are gentle and kind 

They see me standing forlorn and reach out

Try to help me as they can read my mind

My loved ones can hear me I have no doubt.

If you can see my pain give me a sign

Tell me you are no longer suffering 

I want to know if you and dad are fine

I hear and see you the clouds are clearing.

The rainbow reminds me of mom and dad

Seeing them smile I am no longer sad.