Crimson Rain

still down...

would have thought

fourteen years lost

would subdue,

make her more

a memory

and less pain.



she shares

fabric of soul,

nestled sweet in

a piece of heart

reserved forever

for her small touch.



simple comfort

knowing you are

forever here

held safe within

my heart...where

daddy will always

shield his little girl.



where it will

always rain

crimson

on a January moon.

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