Rebecca Broeker

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Rain Drops

We are all small and plummet
To an unseen destination.

Burdened by gravity,
Encumbered by other drops,
And hindered by dust,

We all strain to fall straight,
Yet the winds still come.
We all aim for a rose bud,
But most of us land in a meadow.

Rebecca Broeker holds a BA in English from Trevecca Nazarene University where she served on the Masthead of the Cumberland River Review. She resides in Washington State and is partial to beaches, museums, and blogging.