Wednesday, October 8, 2008


Now it must be raining
tears come quick as heaven's kisses
light to dark to fading spark
now falls to hits and misses
So it goes for me this way
that never-ending fight
birth to death, though some are left
as morning fades to night
Give to me those kisses
cooling soothing is your rain
when storms have gone, we're all alone
yet memories remain
Thankful for the rising tide
the dare to dance again
and left to tell at heart's avail
those places that we've been
Sit and wait to self relate
the wind now blowing warm
seeking nothing more than hope
to face the coming storm

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