Hope Today
Tomorrow Forecast
... Showers Of The Rumbling Sort
Down From The Heavens...
The Ground Breaking The Fall Of The Drops.
The Thunder Rumbles To A Murmur,
The Drops Dampen The Clouds.
Alone Are The Drops, Single And Momentary.
Darkness Now The Light;
Of The White Windows Run.
Alone I Reside Once More.
The Drops Now Fewer...
The White Windows Clearing...
The Clouds Shall Soon Disappear.
A contest entry
- Simple Fun by CanadianGirl1.
300 points, ended April 14, 2008, 22 entries
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You have done a GREAT job here... thank you so much for your entry.. and my apologizes for it taking me a while... but I am glad to have read this. Thanks Again!
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