Friday, May 13, 2011

the rain the rain.

little whispers echo in the hollow of my ears.
while the cold (drip) rain (drop) falls quickly (drip) on my windshield (drop).
it is Friday the 13th and the emotions pulsing through the Earth are all gloom and despair.
until the laughter and smiles of kindred spirits come.
and sadness is shooed away and replaced with a contented joy.


sometimes, I'm so scared of change my heart shakes like droplets on a dangling leaf.

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