I look out my window <br />and see the rain, <br />falling like teardropp <br />against my windowpane. <br />Our love has gone <br />now withered to dust, <br />scattered and blown away <br />on the wind of mistrust. <br /> <br />4 April 2008<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-the-wind-of-mistrust/
