moongster

This was a poem I wrote not long after the first one, also around Mar 2001. I was walking home and it started to drizzle. I slowed down my pace and enjoyed the rain. Luckily, I did not catch a cold.

Watching the gentle tears,
Falling from the heavens above.
Landing on my eyes and ears,
Feeling the warmth and love.

Soft wind whispers,
Providing me with company,
Chasing away all my fears,
On this lonely journey.