Praying for Rain
My heart is like an empty bucket
left out in the sun to dry
Whoever put it out
forgot to bring it back in
It is dry now and turned
several shades of gray
Time and weather has
crusted over old wounds
No one notices the
poor bucket anymore
Old and neglected
it waits patiently
My heart watches the sky
it wants dark puffy clouds
prays for healing rain
to fill it once more
~vrj
6-12-2010
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