Teardrops in the Wind

The wind blows on a shivering night of May

The clock strikes and passes twelve

But under the snub of the moon and the stars

An innocent soul is wide awake

On an overlapping view of light and shadows

She sits with a burden renting her thoughts

As she wonder why raindrops didn't fall

She pleads for rain to come

With the words of a pure and sincere heart

She longs for rain to drain her feelings out

But the world is nothing but a cruel place

She waits there in the cold

With her numb and disappointed self

For she knows she won't be heard

"No rain falling tonight I guess,

Just little teardrops in the wind", she says

-Kathleen L. Burlas- 

Reviews

[0AudreyClaire0]

Beautiful. It was sad and sweet at the same time. I love it. :)
-Aud