Bobby Ferguson

Raindrops Appears At My Window

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Raindrops on my unclean window
drops without the sound,
My unclean window's like a desert
my oasis.. pray ne'er be found.

Neath these skies of dense gray clouds
I stand here at my window,
Many raindrops do then fall
I await my friendly rainbow.

As the light breaks through the cloud
colors they appear,
One of peach tugs at my heart
I know my darlings near.

Now my window holds your face
your image still remains,
Where I stand is where you smiled
now gone are all my pains.

Bobby Ferguson 01/02/2014.

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