Raindrops and Tearfalls
The cool mists
of morning
became the warm rains
of evening.
As I walk and ride
through raindrops
I pray for and miss you
and tears begin to fall.
I wonder what kind
of day you've had,
delightful or just dreary
like the rain outside.
Given enough time apart
my tearfalls
will soon match
any good hard rain.
So, I ask God for mercy
for me and you
so we'll be allowed
another visit, just us two.
When that will be
only He knows
and I can't wait
till Time slows.
For when we're together
in rain or sunshine
no matter the weather,
I'll be yours and you'll be mine.
Let the waters pour down
in each others arms is where
true love can be found
and only tears of happiness fall there.
2010
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