ABUNDANCE

Rain drops are in abundance,

in the air and all around.

But the purest drop doesn’t exist,

Nor the worst to be drunk.

Opportunities are in abundance,

The least but it’s use.

Where they are not, are they valued,

Where they exist just no use.

Friends are in abundance.

But their value not far seen.

When they’re in trouble,” Shall I help?”

The question always unseen.

Difficulties are in abundance,

But their solutions out in air.

Just a hand to catch them.

Is needed nothing else.