Rain, rain, rain
falling on my mood
hits the roof
I sit in
filling me with…
Something
missing
Is that hope I see
on the other side
shifting the misery
and gloom.
A loan gull floats
upon wild waves
amid white horses
galloping a pace
the water too
as restless
tosses, rolls
releases him once
again to swim.
I shiver like
the tree limbs do
still awaiting the cloaks
to hide their naked
winter sleep.
and I…
I hold this time within
and count it as
life’s prize.
~*~
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