Raindrop

People are like rain drops
They are with thousands.
not knowing where they will end up
not knowing where they came from
They just continue towards their end.
Some get caught in leaves wich increases
their time before they hit the ground.
But all the raindrops eventually get there.
No matter how hard the wind blows.

Pic : my Shitty 6300.One of my favorite pic though.this poem is here only because of this pic.

PS : When i dont understand things, I write. :D