How beautiful a drop of rain.
The drop becomes a trickle
The trickle, soon a creek
The creek becomes a stream
The music of its chimes, how intoxicating.
And too it GLEAMS.
Like the sprinkling of golden petals in
The month of May. Bewitching.
Sparkling effervescent, a single
Drop from a cloud.
SUCCULENT the senses do not ignore
Pour more. The bubbly NECTAR of
Merriment and blithe. A single drop
Brims to overflowing Teeming with
soothing ambiance. How beautiful a
Drop when the cork is popped. The
Trickle becomes a creek. Enchanting
When it screams. How beautiful a
Blissful drop.
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