Precipitaion

I wrote this poem in the car coming back from Tahoe, it happened to be raining pretty hard so I figured I’d make the best of it.

Rain

Raindrops falling like modern art
Onto the windshield of this car

Fallen from grace from way up there
Rotund and plump when in the air

Splattering like bugs into a grill
A silent funeral free of frills

The other drops don’t say goodbye
For they too know that they’ll soon die.

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