the rain.


Maybe I cry
At the rain
Washing away
The sunshine
It reminds me
Of the brightness
I found in you
The light I lost.

I miss your words
On my page
I loved your voice
In my ear
I want your smile
Before me
I crave your touch
On my skin

So I stare at blank pages
Willing your words to appear
I surround myself with silence
Listening for your voice
I close my eyes
Dreaming of your smile
I hide in my sheets
Imagining your touch

Maybe I smile
At the rain
Washing away
The sunshine
It foreshadows
Your fire
Returning to me
The light I will reclaim.


About what sandra thinks

Sandra began writing when she was a sixth grader. She is a teller of stories through poetry, fiction, and tales from her own life. And she thinks too much. Read, think, enjoy, laugh.
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17 Responses to the rain.

  1. Beautifully written. A great finale. I love this piece. Well done Sandra. You get better everyday.

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  2. Love it, Sandra. You’ve a definite way with words…

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  3. kutukamus says:

    Then I hope the shining will
    Forever remain 🙂

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  4. You are a beauty with words, pun intended.

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  5. Miriam says:

    Very evocative and full of emotion. Beautifully written Sandra.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Tikeetha T says:

    Oh. I really love this. I’ve shared it.

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