Rain

Rain is one of the most cherished things I have. Especially when it comes to the days I need to cry privately.

Rain is my best friend,

When I need a friend, there is rain,

To last until it ends,

Despite my Pain.

Rain calms time,

When in need of rescuing.

It trickles on my spine,

And keeps me living.

A tear is a mere tear,

but not to my darling Rain.

My tears are cries of fear,

To the Rain, O my Dear.

Reviews

[Jeff]

Another great write! Keep it up.

[Stephanie Knight]

Thanks hun.

[Jeff]

You're welcome!

[zainul]

Lovely piece that presents ode to rain.

[Stephanie Knight]

Thank you so much.

[zainul]

You are most welcome,sweet poet.:)