In the afternoon, I saw a sign.
The words I heard were confusing.
What do they even mean?
Today is filled with rain.
The streets have been washed again.
I’m weeping with the sky.
The steps before me are crumbling.
I step up carefully and shudder.
I am cold and I feel alone.
In the morning, a new day will begin.
I want it all to stop.
Maybe I’ll be able to laugh… soon.
© 2012 W. Wayne B.
Photo credit: Rona Keller
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