Sunday, January 23, 2011

Blank Verse Poem

Drip Drop Drip Drop

It was raining

The floor became a swamp

The leaves were soaking wet as if they were crying

But my friends ignored the bad weather

They decided to play instead of sitting in the house all day long

As I stepped out of the house,

I could see the soggy air and hear the raindrops

As we played, something was different

Way different than playing in the sun

I enjoyed it, hanging out with my friends in a weather like this.

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