As I take a walk
in the gentle spring rain
I remember to taste the nuance
The ambiance of the sound of droplets
Ring true to the puddle
Reminds me of that of our love
Blends and disappears
Unselfish leaves on the trees
Compile more than their share
Of the rain
Reminds me of myself
For I’ve accrued the tears
All of the wealth
Of our loves pain
Yet let a single flower
Stand-alone
In the betterment
From the drops of rain
Let me too survive this shower
Of our loves remaining pain
Copyright © 2001 Dennis Hicks
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Dennis, SOOOO longing, yet hopeful & optimistic! Let your friends and your faith act as an umberella for you in these times of stormy weather! I know that you do! Beautiful writing!