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By Jennifer Date: 2005 Jun 22 Comment on this Work [[2005.06.22.22.15.29361]] |
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It's the perfect summer rainstorm Straight down in a perfect steady pour As if God is watering His garden And we, the humans, are the ants Running, scurrying about trying to get out of the rain And into our little homes Except me There I stand in the middle of it all My arms opened wide My head tilted towards Heaven I don't really know why but I can't move myself from this place What am I expecting... For the rain to wash it all away? Leaving only me to stand there in the rain? For my worries and pain to be carried away as the rain flows down my skin? The sun is peeking through the clouds now The rain has slowed to a mere sprinkle And so there I stand A lonely ant With only my wet clothes And all of my worries, cares and pain |