Those raindrops
Hanging on
To the edge of the eaves
On tenuous threads…
Some love and a prayer
Swathed in moonbeam
weaves
Perhaps they’re tears of
heaven
That angels dropped
From splintered hearts
When the burdens
Of distressed souls
Overflowed their dainty
arms
So on those lost and
lonely nights
They fly
Along lightning seams
Studding with shiny
drops
Of sadness
The
boulevards of broken dreams…MS
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