After

After

In
A
Pool
Of
Rain,
I see
The
Trees
Reflected
Upside
Down,
The
Leaves
Brown,
The
Sky
Fading
Away
In
Tones
Of
Grey.
Could
I close
My
Eyes,
Step
In,
And
Begin
Another
Life
Where
There’s
No
Strife?
I smile
To
Think
Likely, 
I would
Only
Sink.
There
Is
No
Happier
Place,
I know,
And
Nowhere
Better
To
Go,
No
Rainy
Balm
To
Calm
This
Tumult
Of
Days
That
Are
Mine.
I’ll
Wait
For
The
Sun
To
Shine,
But
Today,
This
Shallow
Puddle
Dream
Is
Mine.