Another poem.

Tears.

Comparing the dew drops to various aspects of this world.

Haiku- each verse of 5-7-5 syllables.

The rain splattering on my window pane, I thought again, about the end of our initial memories.

Love in the rain.

A cloud of counfusion.

A poem about the view of person, through their window as the morning is welcomed.

Missing someone special.

How is this person wet without raining and why?