The sun is melting
as it slowly turns to rain.
It falls with such intensity,
as it slowly starts to drain.

Tears fill my eyes again.
I’m drowning in the flood,
sinking to the bottom.
Where are you? Where are you now?

Floating slowly to the top,
floating till the end of time.
When the wind sweeps me off my feet,
I know you’ll catch me when I fall.

It blows me upside down,
but when you’re near I’m not afraid.
Rain falls hard in this place;
it leaves endless tears upon my face.

By Patty Tricoli

Passeggericlan gave me the inspiration for the framing of my picture. Thank you.