Omnipresent Rain

June 3, 2008
By Rebekah Oakes, Conneaut, OH

A single dove flies,
Through an omnipresent rain.
Gone is the sun,
Raw is the pain.
Lovers are seeking,
What they cannot find.
Boundaries are breaking,
Ties that should bind.
Love is a dreamer’s word,
As is the heart.
Dreams are too far away,
They were from the start.
A single dove flies,
Through an omnipresent rain.
Gone is the sun,
Never heard from again.


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