Droplets
Little by little,
slowly yet surely
like a ticking clock
to the earth fall
silvery droplets
from the rooftops;
cool, clear waters
into a crystal pool
on the ground form,
only to soon vanish
nowhere to be found,
sucked underground;
each droplet I watch
while life whizzes by,
seconds into minutes
and days into years,
leaving no big traces
of its sorry existence;
wee droplet and me,
kindred old spirits -
insignificant dots,
one-shot jokers
just passing through
then heard no more.
Copyright © Wilfredo Derequito | Year Posted 2008
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