Rain Poem by Dan Brown
Rain
Rain drops
from a darkened sky,
nondescript and
prepared to die.
Heavy are some -
moreso than the rest;
perhaps they have a heavier chest.
Falling, falling, falling -
endlessly falling and
splashing; crashing.
Rain drops -
so many descriptors.
Why? Why must it always
always
be… Doing something?
Sheeting.
Driving.
Thundering.
Pouring.
Why can't it just…
…
…
… Fall?
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