TENDER FALLS THE RAIN

The tenderness
Of falling rain
After the battle
Of loves game
A deserted street
Dampened ground
Gripped in loneliness
No one around.

There is a sweetness
That still remains
Trapped within
Mornings cage
Hours early
Subdued yet still
Mingling with
The sunshines sting.

Breaking through
The grumbling clouds
To highlight my shadow
Distant sounds
The world has woken
To begin its day
The night has gone
You could not stay.