A drip in the clouds;
One drop
flowing down…
…across the wind
and to the ground.
A pitter a patter,
it doesn’t much matter.
Rain dances with rain,
while this teardrop evolves
and quickly dissolves…into ripples.
Today I feel like raindrops.
Tomorrow perhaps a moose.
From what I know of rainbows
The next day I'm a goose.