Rain Drops
by: E.B. (1938-) Mother Goose Caboose
Rain drops from the clouds and onto trees,
Down the tree and off the leaves

Down a mountain, into a brook,
Past a chipmunk in a nook.
Into a pond, off a log.
On top of a turtle and onto a frog.
Onto roads, 

 onto grass,
Onto trains and trucks that pass.
On top of bridges, cars and boats.
Even onto people's coats.
Onto houses and my windowpane.

I just love to watch the drops,
The drips and drops of rain.

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