A Single Drop

One Silent drop
falls out of a slate sky,
Dirty clouds hold the rest.

Waiting for more, but
seeing only a grooming cat;
the search seems endless.

The drop quivers in anticipation
Longing to stay on it's owner,
but fearing the worst is yet to come.

This marvelous wonder of a
Single drop, mezmerized for
only a second,
then wiping off, the rain is done.

AEM -1991

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