Traveled far to see her
Simply had to know
Wondered if my voice would reach
Her window from below
Shouted out my message
Clearest voice I could
Hoped my song climbed high enough
To strike the chord it should
Steady came the rainfall
Kept her closed inside
Words bounced off her window panes
And fell like dreams denied
Knew I had my answer
Weather was not right
She would never see me there
That cold and fateful night
-Rondym Kiefe