One hundred rain drops
Falling from the skies
Twinkling stars hidden deep
The clouds filled with sighs
Rains come ever soft
Rolling gently to below
Count them as they fall,
As they fall nice and slow
Hear each drop, it drips
An echo as each one falls
Surrounded by the rolling thunder
My name, it gently calls
Listen to the rhythm
With heart, in tune, they beat
Sliding from heaven's grace
To fall upon my feet
One hundred rain drops
Falling from the skies
One hundred more are falling,
Falling from my eyes
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Writers block sucks!!!
Written October 20th, 2006
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Thank you, much appreciated.
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Thanks Brian, just struck by one of those moods, and it came so suddenly. Wish I had better control of my emotions sometimes, lol. Appreciate the comment.
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beautiful.....very good....
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Excellent
One hundred tiny tear drops now washed upon the ground, Joining with the others splashing without sound,
Each one holds its reason flowing with sad pain,
yet always disappearing washed away by rain.
A sad but beautiful poem storm that speaks of the sadness held within a persons heart wishing you all my best wishes Brian.
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Thank you Kari. I have tried to write a hundred things in the last 2 days (or so it seems,) and everything just seems to come out like shit. But I appreciate the comments hun. And no, the hundred attempts have nothing to do with a hundred rain drops lol
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deep
This is so very deep sis. You've done a wonderful job hun. It doesn't seem like you have writers block to me!
Hugs,
Kari
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