Here I'm all alone, <br /> <br />Nothing but the hum of the rain. <br />Still my memoir has not gone, <br />All about the unbearing pain. <br />I sense it within my bone, <br />All I have gained. <br /> <br />And the rain is crying still, <br />Looking at me, <br />A man with a beer to kill.<br /><br />Missy Melita<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crying-still/
