Candice Peterson

Brainerd, MN

Waiting For The Sun

Days like these
the sun sits far
above the clouds.
I wander around
as in a dream.
Night time comes, and
with it, the rain
falling gently
and steadily.
One morning I will awake
from this dream world
First I shall see the sun
and the rain will once again
go unnoticed.

All poems Copyright © 1999 Candice A. Petersen. All rights reserved.