What if there were a city
where every time a raindrop fell
its people became a little more patient,
a little more kind,
a little less envious,
a little less proud and boastful.

A city where every time a raindrop fell
its people became less selfish
and sought to honor others a little bit more.

A city where every time a raindrop fell
its people became less angry
and stopped remembering all the ways they’d been offended.

A city where every time a raindrop fell
its people became a little more protecting of others,
a little more trusting,
a little more hopeful,
a little more persevering.