Raindrops and Tearfalls

The cool mists of morning became the warm rains of evening. As I walk and ride through raindrops I pray for and miss you and tears begin to fall. I wonder what kind of day you've had, delightful or just dreary like the rain outside. Given enough time apart my tearfalls will soon match any good hard rain. So, I ask God for mercy for me and you so we'll be allowed another visit, just us two. When that will be only He knows and I can't wait till Time slows. For when we're together in rain or sunshine no matter the weather, I'll be yours and you'll be mine. Let the waters pour down in each others arms is where true love can be found and only tears of happiness fall there. 2010