Broken drops
Flips and flops
Onto the stones on the ground
Safe and sound
Round and round
The storm goes all over Earth
Existence depending
Always ascending
Back to the clouds it came from
Clouds of gray
Never stay,
Long enough to make you sad
Always glad
When it came
And we would sway
To the rhythm of the rain
{Liz Writes}
YOU ARE READING
To The People In My Memories
PoetryThird and fifth highest ranking in Self Written and Integrity She writes He writes Liz writes They write We all write for a purpose: To live out our wildest dreams Disclaimer: I was inspired by @JamieKelly121 to write a book of poetry ❤️ Go follow h...
