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Listening To The Falling Rain

06 Sep

Another night without you as the rain hits upon the window pains
The smell of smoke lingering into the night as pitter patters drip outside
Where I lye listening to the falling rain
The air damp and night silent
All you here is the rasp of a passing car in the puddle as it goes by
The night empty as the kids sleep and I think I can not live one minute without you in my arms
The dampness surrounding my feet as I lay awake and hope for sleep
Without you again by my side
Frail I lay broken hearted and sad longing for your warm hands snug up around me yet
With each day so stressful and long
My hope wears thin as I loose hope in the veil for the special day

 
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Posted by on September 6, 2011 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

 

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