Friday, August 28, 2009

But Then The Rain Came


A cat waltzed down the street,

It's tale high in the air,

It's glowing green eyes sees everything,

But the rain doesn't seem to care.

It's trickles down my face tonight,

My skin as hot as day,

I lifted my head to the forgiving sky,

Wondering if I could fly away.

A full moon sat mockingly in the desperate sky,

It's face as white as snow,

I looked away not wanting it to laugh at me,

And embraced what the wind had to show.

I walked down the street afraid to see,

A future I was not certain to be,

But I would have to face it for me,

And maybe for once I would be free.

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