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Questioning Raindrops
by Kate Demeree
Once more you hold me father
Clay in your knowing hand
Willful child that I am
I do not understand
There is no comprehension
As tears flow free
I open my being to thee
I know not how to be
Other than to love fully
Why is it you have created me
For what purpose
Must I walk always alone?
A wayward child questions
Raindrops in the night
12/11/2003 Posted on 12/11/2003
Copyright © 2024 Kate Demeree
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 12/12/03 at 06:24 AM This is so much something I wonder about too ...but I lack faith ...don't think the answer will be presented to us, unless we change our perception. *hugs* |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 12/12/03 at 05:30 PM that last stanza really reached me, but the entire poem did. You could have been walking with me at some earlier points in my life |
| Posted by Michelle Calhoun on 12/13/03 at 05:05 AM There are no words for how this piece touched me. A wonderfully valid question that I believe that we have all had at some point. Beautiful and moving. *hugs* |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 12/15/03 at 09:19 PM Deeply touching this one is Kate. A feeling I have often felt myself. It is a comfort to know however that there is a purpose whether we may see it or not. The setting of questioning in the rain adds so much to it too, as rain often compels us to introspective contemplation. Really nice! |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 12/24/03 at 02:46 AM A tear jerker Kate:....Charlie |
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