Raindrops pitter-patter <br />against the windowpane, <br />teardrops run down my cheeks <br />whenever I am in pain. <br />The rain may hold a rhythm <br />when against my window falls; <br />tears on my cheeks <br />hold only sadness when they call. <br /> <br />28 August 2008<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/raindrops-and-teardrops/
