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Raining in Her Heart

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .


As long as he didn’t return,
it would be raining in her heart.
There would be no more sun,
the gray clouds had taken it away,
it all happened the day chose not to stay.

There would be no smiles to hide the tears,
but the rain would wash them all away,
deeply embedded sorrow,
no rainbows across the sky.
It would continue to rain in her heart,
she only had a treasury,
of photos to remind her,
that he had been here
and then gone away.

She didn’t know how long ago,
because her tears misted the coming years.
It would be raining in her heart,
for many more days.
There was no more pleasure,
only sorrow and her treasures.
Her friends tried oh, so hard,
to make rainbows,
come out again.
But she wanted none of it,
her happy days had gone,
along with the closing of the door.

It would be raining in her heart,
until he might choose to come back again.
to bring back all the laughter
and the happy, loving days.
Never had there been such sorrow,
over a lost tomorrow,
knowing that no matter what -
he was long gone.
No love left in his heart,
lost words,
lost feelings.
perhaps it had never been true from the very start.

So it would be raining in her heart,
till some new love.
came along,
with a true love,
that could heal her broken heart.

© 2018 Gypsy Rose Lee