Inside the meaning of ourselves, the poets and songwriters look. <br />Just the thought of tears makes my spirit hurt! <br />Always looking, never seeing the words through the rain. <br /> <br />After the dogs of summer stop barking the dreamers breathe, <br />After the rain of the evening, the poets and songwriters learn. <br />In the stillness and cool-ness the dreamers rejoice! <br /> <br />All the ghosts have begun humming again. <br />Beside the river of tears, my mind thinks. <br />After the rain, sunny memories sing!<br /><br />Ronald Chapman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-the-rain-46/
