Come On In
Come on in, come on in
when it rains it pours
young and old, in, in
"on the road, running"
echoing on the speakers
warmth seeping through the vent
two girls play w/dolls in
the back, hidden world of the
mind
some are in from the cold
a warm escape
other peer through frosted
glass, wishing, hoping
when it rains it pours
hopefully this wont be
the last time
but it is
hold onto this precious
moment, like your hiding
onto that Starbucks cup
that hardback book
hold onto hope
Copyright © Colin Amato | Year Posted 2009
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