I am a water droplet falling from the sky, The best thing about me is I never die.
Slowly as I fall, I crash into the waves as a flowing sea catches me, so I swim and play.
As I know this is not truly who I'm meant to be, I rise up into the sky and leave the deep blue sea.
By the way this is called evaporation; just for your information.
Sadly I cannot longer be the squirmy, wet me so I become a gas; because I was heated by the liquid sun oh what fun!
This is called contestation, as I say this I'm waiting in our gas station.
I'm up in the clouds laughing with my mates and good news guys I'm a water droplet again isn't that great?!
The clouds are dark and heavy, so now I know it's time to go, with my friends hail, rain and snow.
Precipitation that's what it's called, that name should now be installed.
I'm flowing down a simple surface every human can see, until i dry up in the soil, with a noisy next-door neighbour mr bumble bee.
But it doesn't stop here, no this is not my life, I was originally born as dinosaur spit, and my mom dinosaur urine tucked me in at night. So next time you see water wherever you be, don't forget to smile and wave because over there's me!
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The story of the water droplet
PoetryHad to write a short story for geography h/w so I put it in a poem hope u enjoy