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Watching the Raindrops.
Watching the raindrops go down the window,
I reach out on the inside, caressing the pane.
Tracing the drops as they race down below,
I wonder if the earth gets enough to sustain.
My reflection in the window showing no soul
Mirrors the tears running along my soft cheek.
Like tumultuous grey clouds rumbling on a roll,
Storms rage in my mind, making the day bleak.
Watching the raindrops go down the window,
I’m wishing my life wouldn’t be such a drain.
Mopping up the tears of my salty overflow,
I rush out barefoot, dancing in cleansing rain.
©EKEllis
#Raindrops
I reach out on the inside, caressing the pane.
Tracing the drops as they race down below,
I wonder if the earth gets enough to sustain.
My reflection in the window showing no soul
Mirrors the tears running along my soft cheek.
Like tumultuous grey clouds rumbling on a roll,
Storms rage in my mind, making the day bleak.
Watching the raindrops go down the window,
I’m wishing my life wouldn’t be such a drain.
Mopping up the tears of my salty overflow,
I rush out barefoot, dancing in cleansing rain.
©EKEllis
#Raindrops
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