Sunday, March 15, 2009

Darkness outside

Outside 
the air is cold
Snow
fall like tears on your face
Tree
standing naked alone
Wind
shower with chills
Visit me

I 
sit there and watch
Droplet
of rain fall
Sound
of puddle came together
Vision 
of someone
Visit me

Darkness
cover the night
Light
being turn off
Pajama
I put on
Sing
song of sleep
Visit me


1 comment:

Lorita said...

Awww, that's really sweet! It's like the darkness is visiting you and you spend the time counting the days until the visit. The imagery is strong.