It’s Pouring

December Rose

It’s pouring outside

and I’ve still so much to learn

I’ve got nothing left to hide

just a carousel I need to burn

The raindrops address the page

where my tears were meant to lay

but now I’m center-stage

and everybody’s listening

It’s storming outside

and there’s so much I just don’t know

taking a step towards the tide

afraid to step away from my throne

The raindrops address the page

where my heart was meant to lay

but now I’m center-stage

and everybody’s listening

It’s so calm inside

all these books to read, just flip the page

my mind gently glides

a barn swallow in a sparrow’s cage

The raindrops address the page

where my spirit lies, in wait

but now I’m center-stage

and everybody’s listening

This is a poem I wrote earlier this morning, and it was inspired by a piece of music I wrote. At first, this…

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