Sitting on the river side,
Indulging in a book...
Crouching close to the prairie floor,
The lion lies in wait...
Below the murky water she lurks. As if she knows...
Whenever i look to the night sky
i see your guiding sparks of light...
Still
And soft...
This winter chills me to my core,
I walk this path as a hundred times...
Two sparkly green eyes
Peaked out from a dark corner...
A/N A child\'s point of view on the rain...
Just a shadow
a song, perhaps...
Born into endless night
I've learned to be lonely...
A Splash of Color
An arch of purple, orange and red...
The rain hits
hard and fast...