Rain-Rain-Rain
Like a kid am I, every time you pass by
On the window, in the roof
You leave trace, you give proof
Now you’ll race, then you’ll poof
Like a widow, by the window
Watching you fall, counting you all
You bring memories, even forgotten ceremonies
Sometimes you bring calamities, often times serenities
I could be running through you
Letting you drip, loneliness you strip
Or I could wait for you to depart
While soaked in thoughts that drench the heart
You’re such a thing to enjoy
I’m sorry for those you annoy
For you’re a fragment of the sky
And for me your beauty is within the eye
Copyright © Paul Henry Manrique | Year Posted 2017
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