A Poem about Love from 1967

Love in the Rain

“Love in the Rain” by Bob Barker

Wind rustling through the trees,

Water trickling down the eaves,

Rain pattering on the roof:

Their sounds are so aloof.


I feel you close to me,

Though your eyes I cannot see;

Your lips are kissing mine,

With arms and hands entwined.


Your caressing hands are smooth:

All my worried thought they soothe;

Your voice is softly saying

Something above the tinkling rain.


Your silent sighs are in my ear,

And I know I’ve nothing to fear;

The feel of you in my embrace

Causes me to kiss your face.


But time runs out on us again,

And silence takes the place of rain;

So off I go into the night,

Very sure our love is right.


Wind rustling through the trees:

Now it’s nothing but a breeze;

Your memory will still be warm,

Ev’ry time I hear a storm.



by David Stewart Miller

About cdsmiller17

I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here. And I am experimenting with birth and death charts. If you wish to contact me, or request a birth chart, send an email to cdsmiller17@gmail.com. (And, in case you are also interested, I have an extensive list of celebrity birth and death details if you wish to 'confirm' what you suspect may be a past-life experience of yours.) Bless.
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