Absent
Minded Rain.
Of
course it will rain,
They
say,
No
pain, no gain,
Echoes
of the missing train.
Rounding
the bend again,
Steam
n flame,
No
lack of love came,
Everything
washed down the drain.
Your
pictures here remain,
That
smile,
A
spirit I'd never tame,
Something
special deserving fame.
Pleasantly
I idle dream again,
Your
eyes,
Understated,
the inner pain,
Some
doubt I pray will not remain.
I'll
love you, through
Absent
minded rain.....
C.G.I.D.
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