All the little raindrops carry something magical.
Something new, something amazing.
Something you've never seen before.
It's like opening your eyes up for the first time,
and seeing the world, as a newborn baby.
The gift of wonder is now the time too hold,
and cherish.
It's amazing, what can be seen, and heard.
All the meories of the angels in Heaven fall,
brought by all the little raindrops, for new eyes to see.
All the little raindrops bring new life,
a new breath, a new dacade, full of light.
A contest entry
- SImple pic prompt quickie by StarLightResurrects.
540 points, ended March 9, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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i like how you use the rain drops to say that they are from the angels falling, good luck in the contest, keep writing -Amy
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This is very cheering to read but you need to either stay with 1st person or 3rd party. good luck in the contest
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i love the feelings of new discovery of the world and everything in between. the only thing though, is that you're, at first, saying "she's" then you say "your". You sound like you're telling someone else's story and then you turn and make it yours. but over all it is a really good write so thank you for entering and the best of luck to you.
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