Standing In Bitter Rain

Standing In Bitter Rain Standing in this deep, lonesome rain confusion is my only friend Agony of great death and pain as loss cries the weakness of mortal men! Are we mortals destined for greater as we wander here ever so lost Our end so often sooner than later is love only ever worth the high cost! In this cold wetness the hurt only grows as seconds turn to dark blue hours The loss of my sweetheart sadly shows bitter is the death of my loving flower! Standing in this cold, hard wet chill love again only can ever save me That thought tasting as a very bitter pill do I dare ever let go of my loving Amy! Robert L. 05-17-2014