The Rain
The rain whispers wishes from angels on high
The whispers to wash the damned from our eyes
To bring out the beauty the damned worked to hide
While feeding the flowers that look to the sky
The rain pardons chaos to bring us new peace
A feeling of warmth, and needed release
Pledging to force the fire to cease
While feeding the flowers and calming the seas
The rain brings my mind to memories lost
Of old ways and days I struggled and fought
To remind me of lessons I've blindly forgot
The rain whispers wishes of the love we all saught
D.R.L.
Copyright © Dillon Lewis | Year Posted 2016
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