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Anne Rainey <AnneRainey>
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| I also write poetry! | 368 days ago | ||
A few samples!*** Terrace Touch The rain dances on the cover- lucid fingers wash the tears, and night becomes her lover. The rain dances on the cover- her beauty he will discover, caressing away her fears. The rain dances on the cover- lucid fingers wash the tears. *** Alone Alone is shivering on a warm summer day, When everyone is laughing and gay, And you sit and stare with nothing to say. Alone is the rain and lightening at night, That you listen to in a room of no light, With your eyes wide open and lips drawn tight. Alone is the hot pot of coffee you brew, Knowing you'll toss half and eat only a few, Of the cookies, you made that were meant for two. Alone is the man that you loved and married, Who died last year and whom you sadly buried, Leaving you cold, grieved and wearied. Alone is the way I feel while I sit and wait, For my turn to answer the call of fate, And the reunion with my one and only mate. | |||
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