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raining trees

Its kind of curious what we do.

What I do – what we do

Did you ever think of that

Or do you try to never think

Between my bones are stones that grow

Old stones and new stones

I throw my stones across the sea

They are looking for a home for me

The trees are full of birds and rain

And underneath the car a kitten sleeps

Winter is this water dream

That soaks the trees and cleanses me

Who did not eat today – who had no food

Who did not eat today – who had too much

And as for me – I over ate

I often do

Charity is missing clues

And clues are underneath the moon

A blue and scathing winter moon

Dont say a word

Dont catch a single thing

Removal of the openings

I contemplate the muddy streams

Between the street and you and me

I will try and so will you and I will help you try

I know tonight that we will fail

And maybe every night to come

But one day we may suddenly

Remember what we needed now

And it will be too late or it will be okay

Underneath the raining trees

I catch the rain and close my coat

I keep my promises inside

And wait and wait and wait for Spring

Reading in between the lines

Spring is not a certainty

And yet I wait inside my coat

Underneath the raining trees.

I wait for you and pray for Spring

Catherine MacAdam