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Jan 2021
When you look at an ocean,
Or the water in the sea’s,
Think of all the drops of rain,
To create the picture, you see.
Some of those drops of rain,
Have been around, longer than me, and you,
Others just arrived, from the morning dew,
We each need, a lot of water,
Just to stay alive.
The next time you see a drip,
Say thanks, for helping you survive.

                                              
Tom Maxwell©
                                                        ­                                                  8/06/2020 AD
                                                              ­                                                 12:50 PM
Written by
The Original Tom Maxwell  66/M/Junction City, Ill
(66/M/Junction City, Ill)   
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   David P Carroll
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