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IT'S RAINING
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POEMS FROM POET FREAK IT'S RAINING
It's
raining
teardrops
gently
on the
sidewalk
of my
heart.
Washing
away
dreams
of
yesterday.
Puddles
forming,
filling
meadows
where
once
we
strolled.
Hand in
hand
across
fields
of
clover.
Picking
daisies,
counting
petals.
Slipping
a
blossom
in my
hair.
Soft
winds
continue
to
whisper
your
name.
Sweet
breezes
tantalize
my mind.
Filling
it
with
thoughts
of you.
copyright by heaher burns
