WEN: 79126B
Exhibitor Name: Stephanie Hom
Division: Poetry (Adults)
Class: 01 Poetry
In The Rain
The skies are cloudy this morning I’m sitting here in my nook Perched with my legs up A book and my go to coffee cup Water dots the windows I watch the rain like a sad little pup My sorrow’s not too far behind The tv’s sound in the distance It’s playing the early news Alarms are ringing Another rough night, candle burning It’s pouring down outside My heart is heavy, my head low hanging I’m gazing off with a blank stare I’m jumping in the rain Feeling the drops fall on my face I’m splashing in all the puddles Watching them go down the drain Dancing around without a care Getting rid of all that I don’t need My boots feel lighter Like a weight off my shoulders And I’m free I’m free I’m sitting here and day dreaming Thinking of what could have been Now that’s gone away You pulled the rug out from underneath Why did you, how could you Because it could have been just you and me But it’s over, there’s nothing left for us So I’m jumping in the rain Feeling the drops fall on my face I’m splashing in all the puddles Watching them go down the drain Dancing around without a care Ridding myself of all that I don’t need My boots feel lighter Like a weight off my shoulders And I’m free I’m free
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