Tuesday, September 06, 2011

An ode to rain

still.
listening to the pitter-patter of the hard raindrops
against the wet glass of the large bay windows.
nuts
fall off the trees
a sure sign that autumn is coming.
where is she?
There.
where she waits for you.

1 comment:

thegayte-keeper said...

MAKES ME LONG FOR RAIN...