Today it rained,
Storms of words as tears fell.
Wading through the mud,
Finding reason in the flood.
"Why do these waters always fall on us?
Does no one else feel the shiver
The sorrow with no shelter from the shower?"
I don't know ....
I wish this rain hadn't come.
Still ....
One day,
The rain will pass and the sun will shine,
Glorious in colours, all seven.
We'll kick our heels and run and fly,
In fields of green and skies, all blue.
One day,
I will give you a ring,
And tell you, "I do."
And on that day,
I will remember this moment,
And the rain,
For it makes me treasure you more,
And makes that day more wonderful than any other.
I don't know when this day will be,
But it will come,
And I will wait.
Through the rains that come,
And the miles we travel,
Past the words we hear,
And the tears we cry.
I close my eyes,
And think of that day with you.
One day.
These lines are not finished,
This story not complete,
But we will be ... one day.
for J
sč
KL, September 20th, 2000
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