Looking at the window I see the wind embraces those rain drops left over...
Few made a way down and became a part of the river flowing through..
The rest were chilled with the cool wind embracing and cuddling them at times..
Dark clouds were moved later on and the sun rose taking the drops left over away...
They could have made a way down to the river and still existed as unseen drops of rain...!
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 7:54 AM UTC
Looking at the window I see the wind embraces those rain drops left over...
Few made a way down and became a part of the river flowing through..
The rest were chilled with the cool wind embracing and cuddling them at times..
Dark clouds were moved later on and the sun rose taking the drops left over away...
They could have made a way down to the river and still existed as unseen drops of rain...!
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