When drops hit the glass with a splash
and trees fill the air with white noise,
are you looking out through the window
wondering whether I'm close?
When floods sweep the ground
tugging leaves to your feet,
if there's no one around but a person,
do you secretly wish it were me?
When darkness sinks in and the silence
helps you dive into your thoughts,
is it pictures of me that you're seeking,
connecting your memory dots?
Asking yourself if I'm lonely
as words on a paper arrange,
you think, and you dream, and you smile,
is that what you do when it rains?
Comment from: ceziceu [Visitor]
Whether you like it or not,
Alone will be something
you’ll be quite a lot.” — Dr. Seuss
by Theodor Seuss Geisel
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