Running For Shelter
By Jhai
Gray animal shaped clouds crying like sad angels sending people running for shelter. Deep muddy puddles reminding me of conversations over coffee. Safe and dry inside I watch the rain splatter on my steam filled windows. A cozy fire, yarn slippers and a good book. The wonderful world of rain. But there is another storm inside. Tears falling, sobs of sorrow. Sending my emotions running for shelter. Even though I will never be with you ever again I will always love you. K3-10-98, Written December 5th, 2001 © on Dec 05 2001 06:53 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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