Raindrop

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This poem represents the water cycle. The "mother" is a cloud and her "son" a raindrop falls from her. Then, the raindrop has to make a decision of wether to go to the right or left. Later,

Mother soars above the earth fast an aimlessly Knowing that my time will soon come when I will have to leave The night before my journey I pack my bags and brush my hoping that the next day I will be off to live my wonderful dream In the morning I say my goodbyes to my Uncle, Mother, Brother, and Lover Then I’m Off! Down towards the ground at a breathtaking, neck breaking, heart stopping speed I land upon the tip of the mountain and sway left and right Two paths to take and only one I must choose To the left lay a risky road full of dangers to woe To the right lay the safe one with plenty of food to eat and grow A caressing touch of wind encourages me to go to the risky path full of dangers and woes But I tumble down the safe one with plenty of food to eat and grow As I tumble down it I know... just know that I should of gone down the path with lots of dangers and woes

Submitted: April 01, 2011

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