As raindrops fall
Lost ones call
Hoping to be heard
Because their vision is now blurred
Walking through the dark
I thought I saw a spark
The hope that flutters down
Is now crushed upon the ground
But waiting just beyond
Is the person who responds
To the lost and to the mad
What's this? Someone holds my hand?
I can't believe the warmth!
I can't believe the love!
Such feelings are now mine
To bad I've run out of time…
I hope you enjoyed this poem. R&R please! Jennifer