Water Fall
Rain droplets fell large and pure from the clouds above.
Those become snowflakes.
Droplets fell continuesly and soundlessly
with time and efforts.
Some of them are toxic that fell
to be wicked and unclean.
But some of the droplets are pure from toxic,
just clear as the clouds above.
Then, nature thrives momentarilly
with droplets of water.
This poem is about:
Our world