Saturday, April 07, 2018

Rain drops telling the story of life!


Drop by drop started falling out,
Each one had a story to unwind,
Each one stronger than before,
Some deeper and some volatile,
Some would evaporate and disappear,
Yet, there were still more drops,
Repeating stories again and again,
Different places with different image,
Enough to quench the thirst and fire,
It tells the paths they have traveled,
Ups and downs sliding high and low,
Still they shine like a pearl in the shell,
Rain drops telling the story of life!
~Dawn 

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