Rainy Window Pane

Kendra Lynn

She rests her head

on her hand

Dreaming

A lonely sigh slipping out

Thoughts drift to him

Does he know how often?

Has love sealed its lonely coffin?

Tears spilling out

Tears he’ll never know about

She’s quiet

Other girls know how to

Eloquently shout

They know

All the right things to say

She sits silent

Watching the trees sway

Tears slipping down

To the window pane

Melding with the rain

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