I came home with my socks soggy.
My heart fluttering, my glasses foggy.
Whenever I hear a raindrop,
I think about you, I can't stop.
When the sky looses it's blue,
Under every umbrella I look for you.
Under every umbrella I look for your face,
Waiting for your love, waiting for your grace.
We will cross paths again,
When the clouds relief their pain.
When the clouds share their sorrow.
Will it be tomorrow?
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Sunshine Be Mine | Poetry
PoetryUnsaid things are best spoken through poetry. Poems are the best whisperers of secrets. Feelings and emotions are sometimes better expressed through different forms of literature than through speech. So, these poems for a warm soul, are written in...
