rain drops
Rain Drops
did you ever sit;quietly, on a front porch,
the morning after a rain?
noticing; the silver,crystal,drops of rain
that cling to the leaves.
an awesome sight for your eyes.
like diamonds so rare!
nuturing his creation
hanging there until bumped!
or his gentle wind,dries it.
birds chirping nearby;
their melodous song
breaking the silence
of a ever so still sunday morn.
Copyright ©2007 Carol Mitchell Burchett
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