Rain And Tears Poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen

I hear the rain
and its constant knocking
asking me to be conscious
of its presence and existence.

The rain is there
during day or night
after the shining rays
of the sun or in time
when the moon
reveals her face
from its hiding place.

Rain, rain, rain!
You fall like tears
as I weep at day time
or nighttime.
I cannot ignore you
as you claim your place
to water a broken heart.
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September 20,2015