Crying Still Poem by Missy Melita
Crying Still
Here I'm all alone,
Nothing but the hum of the rain.
Still my memoir has not gone,
All about the unbearing pain.
I sense it within my bone,
All I have gained.
And the rain is crying still,
Looking at me,
A man with a beer to kill.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: rain
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