Pouring Down


As the rain comes down
Looking at droplets all around
As the rain slides across the window
Looking out of it wondering
Will it leave behind a rainbow
As the rain drops on the street
The sounds coming from it
Calms the nerves as it repeats
As the rain hits the ceiling
Makes me think of those
I am missing
As the rain goes away
I ask the question
Will it be back the next day
Feeling the cool rush
Running down my face
Every drop as its own note
Just listening to it fall
In a silent place
Can be an antidote
And just as nice
As a tender voice on a call
Such a little thing
And seen everywhere
How nice would it be
To have this moment to share


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Writings By MCM

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