With a hot cup of coffee
I sat on my chair, by the window
Watching a thousand raindrops fall
Dancing to some unsung melodies
Reaching out to me
With its soothing little fingers
Caressing my cheeks wet by tears
Slowly washing sadness down
Whispering those little nothings
Knowing how to ease my pain
Telling me that I am not alone
May be shared their sorrows too.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whispering-rain/
Your poem is so simple yet catching ones imagination... I saw a girl sitting by the window with tears in her eyes watching the rain...
ReplyDeleteShort and sweet... keep it up!
ReplyDeleteLiked it... Short as I like it and so simple like Rob said.
ReplyDeleteRain always have that effect on me... Comforting, soothing presence or a way to hide my tears...
ReplyDeleteYour thoughts resonate
ReplyDeleteThanks Ritz
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