May 9, 2012
Drifting slowly to the ground,
forwards, sideways, upside down.
Falling, falling from the sky,
some are wet and some are dry.
They make you cold, they make you smile,
it can last for a long while.
Parents hate me, children love
when I fall from above.
Later I'll evaporate or dry up,
maybe even get peed on by some stupid pup.

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