As rain dresses the rooftops
and the distant lights fade in the darkness
life crawls to a harmonious pace
no clocks define sadness
the sound of raindrops closest to my ears
speak nature’s language, the language of tears
awaiting dawn to shed its light
I know my thoughts will match the sky
all will be clean and sharply clear
another blow to my inner fear.
Written by Panos Dramitinos
Born in Athens 1st March 1977. Have lived for 35 years and its been ok....