There are footsteps
drawn in rainwater
that float on the floor
that was once firm and solid
but now cracks under my every step.
The rain and storm
must have brought him here.
The never improving
weather of his heart.
Did he find what he came for?
How long he must have stood here?
Was it still raining when he left?
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Well nice poem
“How long he must have stood here?
Was it still raining when he left?
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Thank you for your prayers 🙂