My cousin's Facebook status asked, "why: Rain Drops but Snow Falls." So I sat down and wrote an answer...
Snow falls,
beautifully,
of its own volition,
like falling in love.
But rain is discarded,
it drops to the ground to bring new life,
like a broken heart,
and the tears it cries.
A place for Short Fiction and Poetry writen by Charles Wagener.
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