The Sad Rains

[timon_matata]

The Sad Rains Always Come In Late Spring

 

 

the sad rains always come in late spring

tears that fall and curl gently down

the faces of those tucked deep in pain

 

lonely drops move in a quiet grace

while the roses bloom against the sound

of the sea ebbing silently from the shore

 

the sad rains always come in late spring

droplets that glisten and prism

beneath the lapping of the sun

 

its warmth extends and caresses

gentle fingers that move against the melancholy

that rips the heart to shreds

 

its warmth extends and soothes

the lonely who have lost more

than could ever be forgotten

 

beneath the whispers of thunder

that always ride the wind with the clouds

when the sad rains come in late spring

[hootalex]

extremelly nice words.thank u my dear