Early Works - Titles

A song from the south a rhythm in the rain teardrops like raindrops on my pillow stain time will ease the pain as this ole heart breaks again. Something in the wind a song I’ve never heard before calls to me, call to me that there is a love finer a love for me that’s true she is just waiting close at hand. Time of temptation draws me back to the line I drew the face I should forget, but who’s spell is weaved around me. 3 May 1981 Authors Note: This poem was an experiment created by using titles from previous works I had all ready written both in poem and in song.