"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Raindrops My Hiding Place

If I were to cry in the rain
no one would know my tears,
raindrops my hiding place.

Grief breaks my heart,
saying goodbye hurts
but living is more pain.
You are in heaven’s arms;
I am bound to earth.

My ears are closed to
the simplistic sentiment time heals.
Please rain fall so I can hide
from those who keep telling me
I will be all right.

©Susie Clevenger  2010


Mylissa said...

I love this poem so much and it really has helped me today!

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