Poetry

Drippity Drop

Drippity drop, off to trot,

Skipping puddles, lost in thought.

Nowhere in sight, yet off to seek,

Wandering dreams, mild and meek.

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Drippity drop, whispers grow,

Patterns in the rain that only I know.

What to do? I do not say—

Drippity drop, and I’m swept away.

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