my favorite days

the wind rushes
against my face
as i dance
my feet not touching the ground

i leap and
bound
across the air
relishing in my weighlessness

finally
i begin to fall
i begin my journey
to the ground

finally
i land
with a small splat
as i am spread everywhere

my friends join me
landing next to me
as we smile to each other
we say we love being raindrops.





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