A Poem: Raindrops

RAINDROPS

Little droplets of water line up on their cloud.
They puff out their chests, standing tall and proud.
It is right before a big, wet, heavy rain,
But none of them is worried, none complain.
They're ready and willing to jump and fall very fast.
Then they'll roll and dive, having a blast.
Dipping and whizzing and spinning all around.
I wonder if they know, it'll end with them splattered,
All over the ground.
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Published on April 06, 2011 14:00
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