A raindrop

Raindrops. Formed for a short period of time, knowing its end. It drops from the skies and ultimately hits the ground and disappears, never to remembered. No one takes significance of it. But as it rolls down from the skies to the ground, every drop brings down the temperature... A great influence... Hmm... Let me try to be a philosopher for a moment:

(*looks at the skies, eyebrow raised, fingers playing with the three strands of beard on my chin*)
"Life can sometimes be like a raindrop. Short and sometimes insignificance. When it ends by hitting the ground, it then is wiped out of memory. But as it falls to the ground, it brings down the temperature, even if its a little bit. That, my friend, is truly making a difference regardless of what you get in return."