Saturday, May 22, 2010


Raindrops at times, they fall from my eyes
A feeling inside I cannot disguise
Of some sort of nostalgia that seems to last
Each drop representing dreams of my past
And it surrounds my body into a flood
That is sheltered by what I call, love
For with you my presence I cannot regret
Nor think of things I have not done yet
Only to delight of things I can do
To show you how much I love you
For your sunshine appears after my rain
Arrayed in many beams I have gained
And when the night falls in time to rest
It is in these days I live my best

Racquel, Founder Artist's Square
~A Place Where Artists Go~

No comments:

Post a Comment

Virtual 🌎