A Dropp Of Water
I wondered where this cloud will drip,
On a plain, desert or a coastal place,
Or would it banish in a cyclone's grip,
As the one in the east had done in its trip.
Will it travel towards the coastal lee,
And will it hit the mountain to dropp me there,
For this to happen I had always plea,
So would fall to form the great sea.
Will it blow towards a loamy ground,
Where the plants and rivers flourish,
And dropp me there on a huge mound,
Then as a dropp I would not be found.
Will it go to the grounds of sand,
Where the scorching sun and ...