The pitter patted on the roof,
tells me that its still raining.
And my drink of ninety proof,
I think needs no explaining.
Times like this when I’m alone,
my mind comes back to you.
And the rhythm of the falling rain,
brings back the things we use to do.
All the games that we would play,
Cuddled close to keep us worm.
The love light shinning in your eyes,
Making love to match the storm.
Lord,, how I love a rainy day.
P.N.
Author notes
option 7
A contest entry
- 8 options of madness by McFairy.
2000 points, ended June 2, 2007, 44 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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memories of love on a rainy day wonderful
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Aw! Very touching. Memories like those can be so bittersweet, it is nice to be able to bask in their sweetness while it lasts. I really enjoyed this! Best of luck to you.
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Thank you Bella, I love that pic..
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You are most welcome! Thank you
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I really enjoyed this! Thanks for entering!
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With all the poems you have to read, i thought i'd make it short and sweet.. Thanks , glad you liked.
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Magnificent!!
Oh My this is Magnificent my Friend
Love the weaving of words which brought forth
a smile
Beautifully penned!!
Thank You for sharing this~~
Best wishes to You in the contest
Many blessings too
and much love~ Desire~*~
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Awwww this is beautifully poignant, my friend!
I, too, LOVE a rainy day; makes for good lovin' days and nights
This is a wonderful piece, sweetie! Wish you all the best in this contest!
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