By Rodney Alan Brubaker
I have seen two people, crying in the rain.
Perhaps their reasons were different...
Yet maybe they were the same.
They stood apart from each other,
As the rain came pouring down.
Totally oblivious to those who were around.
And while I was there watching,
I saw tears fall from their eyes.
Or was it just a raindrop, falling from the skies?
At last they turned to one another,
For now they slowly cease to cry.
I reached up to wipe away,
The water forming in my eye.
Copyright 2005 by Rodney A. Brubaker