Drip, Drip, Drop

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A simpler kind of poem. Short, but still kind of cute I think. Written as I how I describe water from a sink to feel. Something so simple can be quite hard to explain, but I hope it will be liked by those of you :)

Submitted: January 04, 2012

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The icy cold water sends shivers down my spine,

Trickling its way out of the faucet in a slow steady line,

Drip, drip, drop,

The clear beads splash to the sink in time,

Sounds like rain hitting the ground when the angels begin to cry,

The water falls to my fingers feeling smooth to the touch and fine,

Drip, drip, drop,

The clear beads splash to the sink in time.


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