Monday, April 26, 2004

Rainy Day

Misty day…cold, wet
Dripping trees, not awake yet
The comfort of the empty room
Dark and pleasant as a tomb
Baseboard heater ticks by the wall
Cobwebs and silence in the hall
Skeletal trees scratch the roof
Books on the shelf remain aloof
Blackbirds wheel in a grey metal sky
All the earth seems to let out a sigh

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