Friday, January 03, 2020

THE RAIN COMES 


 The rain comes
again, and

 again its
meaning is

 lost to me.
There is some

 blessing in
this moment,

 I suppose,
some hope for

 something, yet
always it

 eludes me.
I just stand

 here, alone,
getting wet.

# posted by Tom Montag @ 6:00 PM

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