Rain Drops

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Rain Drops

Water falling from the sky,
Hits my umbrella like a sweet lullabye.
The gentle rhythm it creates,
Distracts me from the broken fates.
Each drop is like a broken promise that was made,
Each drop made my morbid thoughts fade.
In the middle of the road I stopped abruptly,
My face was the one thing I hoped the padestrians couldn't see.
The rain had stopped but yet I felt water on my face,
I touched it lightly and saw that tears took the rain's place.
I looked to the right and saw the lights going so fast,
I never thought that this memory would be my last.
When I saw my dead body I didnt know what to do,
But then I realized instead of silencing my morbid thoughts the rain made them come true.
Because of the sweet distractions that the raindrops gave me,
The speeding car I could not see.
But I am happy I was reborn after my saccrifice,
So without him I get to start a new life.

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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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