The rain is falling……so hard, so fast
hard to imagine that it won’t last
it soaks all it touches….,plants bow to the weight
of moisture on leaves, tho’ for some, is it too late?
Thors’ hammer is thundering…..sounding so near
grumbling and groaning, spreading it’s fear
Just as suddenly it’s over, the sun’s showing it’s face
through the dark clouds ….is this somehow a race?
or a competition to find the one who does best
at making us wonder what's coming next…..
Because the rain… it’s falling, so hard…. so fast
crying real tears? has it somehow come last?
Oct 12, 2010
Oct 12, 2010 at 2:52 PM UTC
The rain is falling……so hard, so fast
hard to imagine that it won’t last
it soaks all it touches….,plants bow to the weight
of moisture on leaves, tho’ for some, is it too late?
Thors’ hammer is thundering…..sounding so near
grumbling and groaning, spreading it’s fear
Just as suddenly it’s over, the sun’s showing it’s face
through the dark clouds ….is this somehow a race?
or a competition to find the one who does best
at making us wonder what's coming next…..
Because the rain… it’s falling, so hard…. so fast
crying real tears? has it somehow come last?
LadyP © 2010
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