Rain
the rain it falls as listless deep
the memories fall, their secrets keep
the distant noise of rain fall chatter
the wind it blows on bay shore latter
it reminds me of my home from home
and times that I have felt alone
the window glass is gleam pane clear
like a heart that holds a thorn so dear
so fall the rain, to listen wonder
the sky so full, the call of thunder
i wait and grasp your air full grace
awash anew my soul cleansed face
