Poem Hunter
After The Long Rain
SF (June 17 1942 / Troy New York)

After The Long Rain

Poem By Shalom Freedman

After the long rain
The road was black and glistening
The sky a monotonous grey black
I walked in happiness
Checking knees legs breathing
All alright
How Little time left
Does not matter
Light would come soon
And Hope- the only road ahead

User Rating: 5 / 5 ( 0 votes )

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.