THE NEXT BREATH......A Poem by Phil Roberts
Walking in the cold rain
Alone and Going nowhere Just hiding tears in raindrops Always dreaming of being lost Lost and then The endless fall Then the gasping awakening But always the rain will end And sunrise Put an end To the cruelty of night And life will begin in warmth And hope Blossoms Into the sweetest softest petals By Phil Roberts © 2016 Phil Roberts |
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Added on October 5, 2016 Last Updated on October 5, 2016 Author
Phil Robertsmacclesfield, north-west, United KingdomAboutI'm from the north-west of England where the rain lives. I am retired and a grandfather to many. I've led an "interesting" life, i suppose you could say, with lots of laughter and a few tears, like mo.. more..Writing
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