We turn on a tap,
And it is there.
We look to the skies,
And it is there.
They walk for miles,
And it may be there.
They look into the skies,
Not a cloud to be seen.
We take it for granted,
It is always there.
We don’t think about it,
As it is always there.
They treasure it,
When it is there.
Always worrying,
That it will be there.
Whether it is there,
Or whether it is not,
We would be dead without it,
Water is life.