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To Be So Bold

by Joe Cramer

Rain has fallen every day on my soul

Since you have left me, now that you are gone.

The waning hours have taken their toll,

I am alone again. lost and forlorn.

Drip, drip, drop, dropping as the raindrops fell.

My soul is now vacant, without a form.

Spent feelings that I cannot ever tell

Chilled to my soul, ne'er to again feel warm.

The rain lightly touches, kisses my skin.

You were once near me, always at my side,

I must now find a new place to begin.

Lost feelings make me want to run and hide.

Daily raining now on my weary soul.

To love again, if I may be so bold.

11/02/2002

Posted on 10/13/2007
Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer

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