Raindrops Poem by Elisa M. Golden
Raindrops
You and I are like raindrops on glass -
Two separate droplets haltingly moving
down a window pane following a summer storm.
With gentle fate our paths converge.
Absorbing each other, we make a
smooth, gradual acceleration.
Now one in movement,
on a direct continuum we move,
until our blended spent dropp evaporates.
July 26,1998
Good imagination of joining together of two lives into one
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5/6/2024 7:25:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
gr8 poem. i also write one onraindrops... read n let me know wht u think