To the steady rain outside the window
And to the fountain squirting water in a graceful arc.
To the young child's giggles as he is sprayed with a fine mist.
To the water saunter over glittering stones
And to the waterfall dropping sadly to the ground below.
To the soft melancholy music at a loved one's funeral.
Because even though some of what you hear is sad,
When you look back,
The best moments were when you just
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