Rain
Walking in the rain home, waiting for the traffic lights to turn green
With my hands in my coat, and a girl behind me with a red umbrella
She turns another direction and I walk down the hills alone
Down and down the hills as my feet sank into the muddy soil
Rain drops falling through my hair to my face
A thousand silent tears dripping down my cheeks
I wiped my eyes and I realised they were dry
And these tears that fell from heaven clouds
Were crying for me.
Rain, tell me, why did you rain today?
Did you feel my broken heart calling out his name
That you were so touched that you decide to cry in my name
So that you can spare me from the pain?
Did you send the winds to greet me
To surround me with your love and company
So I won’t feel lonely walking home alone?
I reached the garden and stopped at the wooden door
A golden labrador looks at me with sad forlorn eyes
I took out my golden key and opened the lock
It watched me go into the safety of my home
While it stood outside in the rain.
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- 8.11.09 / 6am
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