Friday, March 14, 2025



 Music falls down*


Hear the raindrops as they are coming down

Sweet music to my ears, a tinkling sound

Into a puddle they all seem to go

From a container on the ground to watch it grow


One right after the other as they pitter patter

It just keeps coming down,does it matter

Once it has built up, it must take a ride

A flow that it will following, going in stride


And endless journey from where it start

Every single drop of water not to pull apart

To a place that has no destination to go to at all

The music from the sky seems to continue as it falls


Dom*Colucci 2013

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