Rain
Mist covers the pane of the
Window down the hall
Closing my eyes I imagine
The beauty of it all
Tiny rivers line my windshield
As I wait for the light
Memories remind me of the
Splendor of the night
Drops on the glass, at midnight
In the spring
Perhaps it is time now to
Give her the ring
Copyright © Christian Collins | Year Posted 2007
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