Rain running down my window
Like my grand mother said
"It's God crying"
But why is He crying?
That's the question she never answered

The drops tapping on my window
I still wonder why He is crying
Is he sad?
Or is it tears of joy?
Is it because He finally realized that life is great?

I know life is great.
I walk outside in the morning
Take a deep breath
Fills my lungs with new life

I see the flower break thru the ground.
I see how it stands out
So beautiful it greets the sun to caress its leafs
I can't resist bending down
And just let its odour fill my inner

Life is great
Because everyday we walk around
Sending smiles to another person
Making that person smile
Try to smile to somebody completely unknown
See how they react
Try and see how much power there is in a smile.

The End