The Rain Comes Down
Coming down along with your tears…you feel so lost and alone. All feeling gone and part of your heart ripped out, the pain makes everything worse. The rain comes down and brings life to everything around, but you are still waiting for this to end. It will be over as the rain ends it will all be over…the hole dug and the case away, your loved one inside. The rain comes down for now…soon it will stop, but the memories will not. Never...
Coming down along with your tears…you feel so lost and alone. All feeling gone and part of your heart ripped out, the pain makes everything worse. The rain comes down and brings life to everything around, but you are still waiting for this to end. It will be over as the rain ends it will all be over…the hole dug and the case away, your loved one inside. The rain comes down for now…soon it will stop, but the memories will not. Never...
1 comment:
Hi Sweetie! Glad your visit to Grams was so nice. I remember my Grandparents home in Germany. I loved spending the summers with them.
Your poem was very touching. It is hard to see this happen....don't you give up hope...never give up hope. Ask and you shall recieve if it is HIS great will for you.
Always in my purrrrayers....Miss Peach
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