Raindrops Raindrops, and accompanying thoughts Drumming in percussion in my brain. Dreams of bluebells and forget-me-nots Returning in rushes with the rain. The sigh of the willow trees Waving in the balmy breeze And the anger of a numbing pain In my bleeding heart must still remain. Raindrops, and the hazy loving thoughts Taking me to that summer lake Where on the bank were forget-me-nots And promises we would not forsake. You whispered a tender verse, In the sunlight thus immersed, The moments we had that none could take Still haunt me now when I lie awake. Raindrops, and the dying, happy thoughts And visions of your beloved face In the shadows of forget-me-nots, Your shining beauty and elven grace Now gone with the summer dreams, And gone with the summer gleam – Leaving me alone to run this race, With thoughts, and raindrops, at which I gaze.
Posted on: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 05:08:03 +0000
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