Sorrow and rain

Posted by Dinky Mind on Friday, August 06, 2004 in
She sat all alone with her little handkerchief laid ready to catch the first tear, for she was thinking of her fate, and a shower was expected. The fitful spring rain that pattered on the window-pane seemed to sob, "Cry away: I'm with you."



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