Rain and the Little Match girl

I wonder, why the sky chose to rain
Its tears on this barren land
I wonder, did it choose to rain these
Little cool drops on my hand.

But this rain doesn't know how to stop
It pours, as always, inside me
Carving streaming rivulets, it runs
While I choose to wait for you, beside me.

Reviews

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

Very sad refrain.. a good title and a good poem, well written. I enjoyed it.

Chloe