Raindrops
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Lexi Tulcewicz, Grade 6
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Poetry
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2004
I wake up one morning to the smell of rain.
The raindrops I see as they hit my window pane.
I can hear the raindrops as they hit the ground.
I go outside and look around.
With my mouth open wide, I spin around and around,
To taste the raindrops before they hit the ground.