by TonyV.

Created on: January 29, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

"Rainy-Day-Dreaming"

Without its freshness no gleaming light
would show thru.
Long lasting memories hold fast to its name;
trickles on a glass pane.
All of a sudden it's stopped
the smell after a rainfall,
on a Spring or Summers' Day.
That certain feeling , smell hot bread, baked.
It's like you want to float away,
everlasting on that one irreplaceble moment.
Clouds letting out their sympathy,

patterns of raindrops on grass
seem to paint a picture.
To listen as raindrops on rooftops tell a story.
Sympathetic wondering, dreary-day-dreaming
seem to hold all the secrets of-.
Loneliness seems for-always & forever.
Memories of long forgotten friends;
Anticipation of seeing them someday.
Sympathy seems to make sorrow
get happiness too quickly.
The sun seems to make its way
thru the greyness
struggling to show thru.
Its sensitive ray finds it hard to
make it thru the strong blanket of dullness.
Although, to search for something good right behind the
worst seems to work.
I wonder sometimes
when I never thought that way
it didn't seem to work,
but now I do & it does.
Your head sort or bounces on a phrase like that.
The coolness of joyous breezes;
Enjoyment of a hot day,
just so you can cool off.
Most times when you're empty,
you fill yourself with food, water & all
just to find yourself empty again.
Wind maneuvering branches on a tree;
They seem to laugh at me.
Shapes of leaves, the
texture of an orange.
Enjoy the seemingly unimportant things,
that makes it all worthwhile.
So you jumped & frolicked as a child.
What about now ? You're older;
What do you really enjoy ?
Think about that !
What is it that makes you really happy ?
Nothing , nothing here is everlasting
never total everlasting happiness
here in this world.
Not a day, minute nor hour
will you be tiresome or weary
when the final Glory comes.
Sorrowfullness & sympathy are major factors.
Where does the heart really wander ?
On snowy, white linen
the purity of which will never fade ?
Descend into the depths of your being.
Lovliness of crisp, clear vocal harmony.
You can tell the sun is out;
No longer Rainy-Day-Dreaming.

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