A face in the mist, with rain around,
clings to bare leaves frowning.
A face through the mist, convulsed,
plays stationary, perching from twigs.
A face, not knowing it, trust it is good.
A Face
Paul Cameron Brown
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Poem topics: rain, trust, good, face, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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