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Poetry By: meriddle
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Thoughts on my life


Submitted:Apr 8, 2012    Reads: 22    Comments: 7    Likes: 13   


Rain

By M. E. Riddle

Thinking of my dad

His life, his strife

He was my reason

My mentor, my life.

Living in a hotel room

Hoping it would rain

In a strange room

Shadowed in pain.

I want the sky

To fill with tears

I want the sunset

To glow without fear.

I want my life

To be alright

I want to sleep

I want my wife.





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