Try Listening
Listen to the raindrops
As they hit the roof
As I watch your teardrops
Telling me the hidden truth
Listen to the pitter-patters
As the rain beats on the siding
As your heart tells me what matters
And reveals all you've been hiding
Listen to the wind blowing
Making the rain sound much worse
Howling that snow is coming
At least we know love is not a curse
Listen to the traffic going by
Slowing down to the weather
Where normally they would fly
As love gets tougher like leather
Listen to the wipers, wiping rain off glass
Beating with the rhythm of the rain
Though our love might have some sass
It only grows stronger with each bit of pain
Written 11/3/2017 by Norman Hale Jr.
© 2017 norman (All rights reserved)
Try Listening
Try Listening
TO SOME WE SEEM LIKE A GENIOUS
TO SOME WE SEEM LIKE A FOOL
BUT OUR WORDS OF POETRY
IS JUST OUR EXPESSION TOOL
TO SOME WE SEEM LIKE A FOOL
BUT OUR WORDS OF POETRY
IS JUST OUR EXPESSION TOOL