As the rain falls from the sky,
The tears fall from my eyes.
Hitting the ground,
All around
With not a care in sight,
It makes its path.
This tiny pool of water,
Seems to only to get hotter.
When the story begins to grow,
And only you will know.
Inside this pool
Lie’s emotions we have yet to discover.
Ellen Wookey 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
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