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2-1-07

Heavenly Tears

I watch as the
raindrops gather
into small pools of water
emulating halos
so serene.

The air is so thick
so humid, so sticky
I cannot breath.

Standing in the rain
surrounded by family
and friends, I am alone.

Whispering my final good-bye
I am overcome by a
feeling of emptiness.

The rain falls harder.

The Angels must be crying.