8 MARY YANTIS Do You Remember? The lonely pitter-patter Of raindrops on glass Is all that can be heard Here in the dark. Do you remember? You played in the rain, Dancing under grey clouds, Lifting your hands to the sky With laughter and delight. It was raining that night. Curled on the window seat, We watched liquid diamonds Drip down the glass panes, Matching the raindrops on your fingers. Do you remember? I hold your wrinkled hand, Listen to your whispering breaths Through the plastic tubes, And watch the rain. It's raining tonight.
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