His Rain Songs
His Rain Songs
(inspired by Stephen Kilmer's poem, Rain Songs)
Was glad you came back, my
childhood friend from Nam.
Look at the friends of the dead;
they cry when it rains.
My friend flinches, cries, or shouts.
Forever nightmares.
The dead are resting now.
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