RAIN

Rain

 

As morning breaks open,

 

a flutter of raindrops taps silently against my windowsill,

 

Tip tap, tip tap…

 

Ominous clouds scatter above the endless drops of rain,

 

Soon to be poured above the poor earth.

 

Flasks of water strike toward the helpless soil,

 

Down and down they went.

 

That is rain…

 

 

02/20/2005

 

 

PS: 記得那天在 Fremont Library 給多兒買了一本詩集，回到家趁熱打鐵，拔苗助長了一下下，這就是結果，嘿嘿！！不過鬱悶地說， 這孩子用的詞，怎麽居然有我不麵熟的呐！！