Rain
Rain
Like a child stuck inside because of the rain,
I gaze the window wishing I could play.
I wander through my empty rooms bored
of it all; up and down I pace these lonely halls.
I try to find joy inside my desolate ruins;
faded pictures, faded memories is all I am seeing.
It’s so drab and cold inside my, “home,” I
wait for the sun to come and hopefully warm my soul.
Rain, sleet and snow come down from above,
here I sit lost and alone waiting for the warmth of love.
I see you across the street, you also want to
come out and play; wait with me baby, love is patient
and, the sun in on it’s way.
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