Ashlie Renae


My Puddle - Poem by Ashlie Renae

Drip, drip, drip,
Drip, drop, drip,
Rain patters on the sidewalk,
Runs down my face,
Seeps through my clothes.
Drip, drip, drip,
Drip, dropp drip,
Out of my hair,
Off of my finger tips,
Onto the ground,
Into the puddle,
Forming quickly beneath me.
Drip, drip, drip,
Drip, drop, drip,
Rain falls down,
Soaks me through,
Drenches every contour of my being,
Drip, drip, drip,
Drip, drop, drip.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 30, 2011



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