From where I sit.
The dark gray clouds,
producing the rain,
that continues to tap,
against the window pain.
The absence of blue,
in the sky above,
brings dreary thoughts,
a life without love.
If God in his heaven,
could answer one prayer,
and send me relief,
lift darkness and despair.
It’s not a perfect woman,
my heart truely seeks,
but loving and warm,
true heart that...
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