I watch and listen,
To the rain drumming around me.
For some reason,
It reminds me of you.
Not anything specific.
Not a particular day in the rain.
I guess it's the calmness,
The rhythm to it.
All of the sudden the memories come back;
The laughing and teasing.
The smiles and admiration.
The perfect simple things I miss.
Then the thunder boomed.
And more memories flood my mind;
The yelling and fighting.
The shoving and punching.
The bruising and aching.
If only I had noticed sooner,
Instead of getting caught in the storm.
-Mysterious Author 6/23/15
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Mystie's Poems
PoetryWell these are just a bunch of different poems that I wrote. It took a lot of time considering if I should post these. WARNING; Some of these are a little depressing, now realize that I am not longer like that. Thanks for reading.
