I left our house at 5:30
The rain is falling, the wind is blowing.
I tuck myself in my jacket,
squeezing in my umbrella for the drizzle that is trying to make me wet.
As I walk the quiet streets with my chilling feet,
I suddenly remember the time when our eyes first meet.
Unlike the sky right now which is dark and grey,
Your eyes shine bright like a sunny day.
I never thought I’d think of you again and feel empty,
Maybe because it’s raining and it is 5:30.
~ Karen Clide E. Montegrande, 2013
Have a happy Thursday! 🙂