Listening to the rain drops
while my head rests so peacfully
upon your chest
Looking at the rain drops fall one
by one against the window pane
is all most sad, to see it trickle
slowly down in no special direction
Watching you sleep, and thinking
how much you are missing such
a wonderfull part of life, but then
again, you would say close the damn
window its raining! !
And I love you for it......
Bonnie Collins
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/raindrops-25/
