Untitled Poem.
By Jen Hausler
30 May 2008
Icy rain finds my skin
As dark clouds fill the sky
Something softer hits my chin
And another hits my eye.
Suddenly, the world just stops
So quiet and serene
I feel my eyelids as they drop
And my mind is clean.
Tiny, floating works of art
Drift across the sky
They start to elevate my heart
I almost want to cry.
How can something oh so small
Make me feel so light
Its as if I'm only 2 feet tall
As I dance across the night.
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