the rain is falling down the window
the breeze of the morning so cool
i watch as the window cries
making the glass it's fool
i look out on the cloud grey morning
and find myself at peace
for this heart has broken too many times
to ever become one piece
but i prefer my heart in two
i've adapted to the new
one half for me, i'll give the other half to you
and i know you will cherish it
just as i cherish the rain
for you are a shower after a drought
because you take away the pain
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The Best of Billy: a compilation.
PoetryHighest rank of #3 in poetry. A collection of my best poems picked from my poetry albums 1-6. © 2019 Billy Waugh
