Gazing at the raindrops
splattering on the windowpane,
her sighs misting upon the thick glass
as the dust washed off…
she wished that the rain could
wash off her sins as easy as dust…
wished she could forgive
Her sighs gasped against her rugged skin
her parched eyes
desperate for a tear.
scowled at her…
once her own.
Yet she now failed sadly …
gasping for breathe once again
her hopes fought a dying battle….
for a moment
she thought each raindrop spilled were
manifestations of the hopes she’d killed.