DRIP, DRIP, DRIP
by
Hannah Aldrich
(age 14)
Drip, drip, drip goes the melting snow
From eaves it drips to the ground below
Through melting ice, grass struggles to show
I love to watch the new gardens grow
The banks they melt, sinking down low
The sun is warmer each day I know,
For drip, drip, drip goes the melting snow
(original and unedited)
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