Summer Rain Poem by Jonathan Strahan
Summer Rain
Summer Rain
in it's melencholy drone
whispers in perfect synchronization of my pain
transports me to memories past of home
Is there one who feels the same?
looking out from the front porch of my thoughts, alone
is there a heart to which i may lay claim?
can you hear me calling your name?
through the melencholy whispers of the summer rain..........
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