winter rain

o…dropplets dropplets
can’t freeze to become
the beautiful snow white flakes
falling silently on the winter field

o…dropplets dropplets
melting as if raining
but still waiting for the sun
to go back to the cloudy sky

o…dropplets dropplets
flowing as a stream
reaching out for the lake
to go back to the wild sea

o…dropplets dropplets
where do you belong?
when will you get to?
a volatile destination…

please enjoy the winter rain poem song

wishing you get to your destination
whatever however it takes

thank you

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