What is the life of a raindrop like I wonder;
When the clouds are their waters shedding.
What is it like to fly within the thunder;
Is it perhaps like sledding?
Like skiing perchance, down a cliff sheer;
Racing to the bottom of the plunge then;
Waiting for the lift of the sunlight clear;
That brings you up to the peak to plunge again.
It must be a rush, an exciting adventure,
Forever sledding worldwide: what a thrill!
An undying life, every day full of adventure,
But I wonder: does a raindrop ever want to just be still?
Ohh, Wow! .. This is ever so Amazing and beautiful! .. So wondrously composed! ..
A whimsical poem that reads so smoothly! Fabulous, Emma! Thank you for sharing!
I really do wonder what raindrops think... maybe they do want to just sit still! ! !
I absolutely looove it! ! ! Awesome poem! ! ! ! What a truly enjoyable and magnificent read! ! ! Keep writing great poems like this Emma : )
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such Beautiful Beautiful thoughts! .. A Million 10'S And Stars! ..++++++++++++++++++++++++