On This Rainy Night, Thinking of You
Though there is far more space
between raindrops than there is rain
it is natural to feel the rain and not the dry space.
This evening: inside, dry, all I feel is the space
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Translations from the English 
I certainly know how that feels. Wonderful, Jeff.
Thank you, sir, as always.
Wonderful, Jeff! This poem makes me think about and feel the dryness of the empty spaces where loved ones used to be. Are you sure your daughter didn’t write this one?! *g*
Ron
Beautiful, Jeff. This poem doesn’t take up much page-space, but it sure opens inner worlds…
Thanks Emily.