to see the world <br />crying <br />to hear the sweet sound <br />of its rain <br /> <br />you are alone <br />by the window <br />not being <br />wet by the rain <br />outside <br />you <br /> <br />home sweet home <br />as always<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/304-nside-the-arms-of-the-house/
