by Vishü Rita Krocha
"She waits for me, the rain to come..."
and the sky turns its colour,
April shower takes over the misty cloud
greets me with a really lazy morning
Why, I've had the sweetest sleep...
then the wind twirls and whirls
all other things stand still.
Monday at work with two cups of tea
I miss a friend who's been around a long time...
thinking how wonderful it would be if she was here
work's slow, it's cold and the sun won't come up;
but when it does shine, I hope the sweetness of Spring will still be there
for now, I am glad a road trip is waiting...
time to go, catch a highway full of dreams.
Copyright ©:Vishü Rita Krocha
Last updated May 02, 2012