Listening

As I sit, listening to rain drops

Falling on the cobble stone street

As I stand looking out the window

Watching lightning fight

As I walk, under mighty oak trees

Water on my face

I listen to the birds chirp

I hear the bees sing

I know that I am growing,

Young!

As I sit, listening to rain drops

Falling on my head

As I stand, looking at the birds

Eating all the worms

As I walk, watching all the children

Running in their homes

I listen to the rain plop

I hear the grass sing

I know that I am growing,

Young!

I listen to the birds chirp

I hear the bees sing

I know that I am growing,

Young!