new poem
Rain watching...
I love watching threw my window on cold days
falling, driping, splashing drops of rain
to wash my sadness away,
falling softly, they bring happiness
from their silent power
that shows me hope; as i watch
them i slip away, they take me
over and i lose control,
as sleep sometimes does, deep sleep
when dreams build and twist
many hopes, carry happiness,
which drip, and wash threw me
in the drippng, splashing, silent magic
of rain watching on cold days.
-Katie Boren
5.11.03