Reflection On The Wet Ground

As leaves fell from trees everlasting
Raindrops begin to pour
He took it as a rain of mercy
Fulfilling his dreams once more

He took a step at the damp wet ground
And suddenly began to cry
Eyes were cast upwards
At the blank ominous sky

The cold breeze brushed upon his face
As thoughts were gathering into place
Suddenly a face began to appear
Eyes dampened from the tears

He realized he was looking down
On his reflection in the wet ground
Grasping the thought of what he is now
He looked up although not knowing how

by John Lorenzo Javier

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That's a beautiful poem, so well written. I enjoyed it very much. Keep writing!