Night sleet

poem from ruffly 2005 or 2006.

The bleakness of the night

the wind howls outside my window

sleet and rain bores against it.

On this night I am alone without a love of my own

I sadden from not having love.

Afraid that I will not find a love that will love me the way I need to be,

For my love doesn’t last.

But out there is some one that will love me with all

The passion that I need

For now I will wait.