Dear Diary,
Dark streaks on the window pane
Catch
The rain.
The rivulets stutter
And absorb the filth
Before pushing relentlessly downward
Continuing the purposeful journey
To soak the ground
To enable growth to spring forth.
At times they are trapped by manmade
Concrete
Or plastic
Rendering them useless to their mission.
There they wait
Until the sun collects them
Once again
Above
Anticipating the chance to try again.
Dear Diary .... by Kellianne Sweeney 
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