Friday's Whims of the Time Traveler 81.0: April 3rd, 2008
Rainy Day
by Belinda Roddie
A hallway to a corner room
A sudden draft brings drops of dew
Across the carpet, faded white
Then while the rain starts falling
The dew is gone
Coffee cups all scattered
The window drapes are tattered
Then one mug falls and shatters
Ground to dust upon the carpet
Faded white
The old man sits in his easy chair
His tabby cat curled in his lap
He’s got a strain upon his brain
He can’t relax, the raindrops patter
The silence gone
The work you see here has not been edited nor altered since April 3rd, 2008.
by Belinda Roddie
A hallway to a corner room
A sudden draft brings drops of dew
Across the carpet, faded white
Then while the rain starts falling
The dew is gone
Coffee cups all scattered
The window drapes are tattered
Then one mug falls and shatters
Ground to dust upon the carpet
Faded white
The old man sits in his easy chair
His tabby cat curled in his lap
He’s got a strain upon his brain
He can’t relax, the raindrops patter
The silence gone
The work you see here has not been edited nor altered since April 3rd, 2008.
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