Rain
I looked outside and all I see
is the rain falling hard against the trees.
I look around and there you are,
Just like I wished upon a star.
You make me feel safe,
and smile to.
The best thing is I'm all for you. =]
Rain
I looked outside and all I see
is the rain falling hard against the trees.
I look around and there you are,
Just like I wished upon a star.
You make me feel safe,
and smile to.
The best thing is I'm all for you. =]
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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