Kirsten H...


Beautiful Rain - Poem by Kirsten H...

I'm sitting on my bed
At 1: 00 AM
With my windows
Wide open.
I hear the soft
Applause of rain
As it falls from
Sky to ground,
And the rumble of
Thunder
From a distance.
The air in my room
Is heavy and rich,
With the moisture of a
Satisfied day
In every breath.
I look out my open
Window
To the dimmly illuminated street
That sits in front of my house;
It reflects
The dying glow
Of a street lamp that's burning out,

This is a strange time of night;
Where one day ends,
And another begins.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 15, 2010



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