The Rain

The rain
Taps on the window,
The darkness,
Knocks on the door,
My heart says:
Come in,
But my Mind has locked,
The door.

I cannot see what the future brings,
I have learnt from the past,
No more rushing things,
Gradual,
From the start.

© 2009-2016

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Categorised as life, Poems

By Bryan Deakin

Hello and welcome to my site, my name is Bryan Deakin, 35yr old from Scotland. A Dyspraxic, Poet, Blogger and Community Activist, I studieda BSc(Hons) Sustainable Development, at the University of Highlands and Islands. Lover of all things Greek and Finnish, and a keen and active member of Falkirk SNP. Prior I was Vice President of Simple Machines, and Project Manager at Simple Machines Forum (SMF).

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