On the Eve of Remembrance

this is one of my favorite poems i've written

Within the eyes where memories well,
Thoughts fantastic grow for reality to quell,
For in this stark driving rain,
The eyes seek to hide tears of pain.
Flowers once held in a solemn trust fall to the ground,
The patter of the rain on their petals hushes the sobbing sound.
Eyes wander within the swirling grey,
The rain whispers words too late to say.

On the eve of remembrance.