A/n: Dedicated to Kendra, because you loved it so much.

City Breathes Raindrops

The sound of raindrops,
on the sidewalk.
Gathering in puddles,
like glass on pavement.
A mirror into another
place, rippling tides.
The city steams,
rolling its own pulse.
Moving forward,
never ending.
Always alive, breathing.
Breathing to the sound,
of raindrops on the sidewalk.