Monday, November 30, 2009

Weathered Emotions

When do the raindrops fall?
In the morning when the robin calls?
Or at night, when the moon is high
And we sit outside, looking up at the sky?

When does the light shine bright?
In the afternoon instead of night?
Or over the early morning's dew
When I sing, 'I'm sorry, too'?

When does a heart shatter?
When the raindrops fall, pitter-patter?
Or when the sun shines over us all
Maybe that's when a heart will fall...


  1. I love this one. Very thought provoking.

  2. Yeah. I like the play on words in the title. It was a fun one to write.