The Waterdrops Poem by Eleven Lin

The Waterdrops



It's on a fine afternoon
That I heard the sound of the waterdrops.
They came out ceaselessly
From my heart to the starry sky.
Unconciously, the night came to the earth
With his silver glow
Shining upon us.

Thursday, September 13, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: silver
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