Rain Drops

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I was floating,
now I'm falling,
the air,
it's freezing cold.

The ground is rushing,
rushing closer,
the more,
the more I fall.

I'm scared,
I'm scared the closer I fall,
toward the cold,
and wet asphalt.

Though it's my destiny,
thought it's my fate to fall,
I'm a rain drop after all,

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Kestrel This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 27, 2012 at 3:04 pm
Aw, i love it! i wrote one similar, but in like 6th grade. i love rain poems. good job! simple, but sweet. very cute.
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