The sky has begun to rain.
Gray clouds blanket it all.
I know where life begins.
My garden is being renewed.

I am waiting for the sun to show.
My mood is somber under the storm.
Lightning flashes across the sky again.

Tonight I will not be alone.
A friend will come; the rain will flee.

Words may never describe my love.

W. Wayne B.

Poetry book: Eyes of Hope

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© 2015 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Love is…. By Chris Jones [Image license]