The Rain

The rain lashed against the window washing
away the memories I had of you the wind blew
the leaves off the trees setting them free just
like all I had ever known or knew
the dark clouds in the sky floating as a pale moon hides
within only parting briefly for a moment as if to
open a door that lets the light of a weak sun
shine a beam of light inside that dances with
the shadows on the walls before my attention
turned once again to the rainfall

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