Rain Poem by Michele Clucas
Rain
I can hear each dropp as it strikes the leaves
Running silver over green –
Gently dropping to the ground below;
The silent whisper of the wind
Distant thunder lending its voice -
Playing nature’s symphony;
Each dropp - a beat of my heart
The lifeblood - woven into my existence!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: green,leaves,running,silver
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