today she did this post in less than and hour and surprised me ...
Thank you Janice once again ... I hope that the wisdom tooth does not take away your poetic touch!!
Rainy Day
-by Janice Raquela Mendonca
Friday, June 10, 2011 at 4:50pm
I fall asleep to the rain hitting the floor outside the widow
Drip drop, drip drop
The sadness of the sky , the dullness of the day and memories of the past
Drip drop , drip drop
Memories of everlasting pain and tears of betrayal
Drip drop , drip drop
But without the bad times how could we appreciate the good times ?
Drip drop, drip drop
As I walk outside the rain drops on baby trees that are bound to grow and soak into flower seeds that are certain to bloom
Drip drop, drip drop
The rain drops from a tourists umbrella to the sidewalk rushing towards the sewers
Drip drop , drip drop
I used to think of rainy days as reminders of pain
Now I think of them as beautiful
Drip drop , drip drop
As the rain drains so does my hidden pain
Drip drop , drip drop
Splash
my wisdom is in my eyes and hands,
wat i see i write …
- Janice Raquela Mendonca
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