Droplets

 Droplets cleansing my sorrows away.

Thunder sounding its voice around.
Here in bed is where I lay.
And from my mouth, there is no sound.

The musty, damp air cirrculates outside
Causing the mood to go to a crazy serene
There is no where else to hide.
The rain washes your memory from this scene.

As the storm’s music drifts me to sleep.
I say goodbye to your memory.
This pain is not something I want to keep.
The droplets now erase you from my dreams

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

So beautiful and sad. Hard to erase pain. Time is the only healer. A excellent poem.
Coyote