Softly the Rain
Softly the rain falls upon my face your memory I can't erase.
Alone I stand now silently remembering how it use to be.
How I would caress your face and dream about a far off place.
Where we would sit beneath the sun making love until the day was done.
But one dark day you were taken from me now all I have are these memories.
Softly the rain falls upon my face....
JSergi
Copyright © Joseph Sergi | Year Posted 2013
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