Rain
Author: canajunThe moments fleeting as the whisper of the wind,
the calling of the gentle rain,
beckoning,
calling the soul,
the moment in time when comes the cleansing,
the washing away of love's last monument,
and the tears disappearing in the flow.
(C)Ric 90
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 12:26 AM CST
About this poem:
The moments in time after love lost.....