Sometimes it Happens That Way It
Well raindrops, I've found...
can at times,
have, quite a unique..... Kind of
sound.
A pitter a patter a thunderous crash.
They can herald a new beginning.
If their warm,
and fall, like drops of
Perfumed dew.....brought
on a summers breeze.
Or they can be cold,
and harsh, on a,
Fierce wind or in a storm.
that lashes .....
like a thousand needles.
Or it can .....
just manifest, in the air ,
no sound, no pain !
Just a prevailing loneliness,
that soaks you......that
Seeps, under your skin.
And it
Brings you down.
Giajl © Jim Love