Storm

You just have to wonder how terrible and scary the life of rain really is...

The windows cry silently 
While no one notices the screaming sky 
Shouting and cursing at the ground. 
Shadows mingle around the forests and the puddles
 They crouch around the creepers and leap into the branches, alive this morning.
 The tears that fall dancing from one hole to a next
 Some singing
Others whining
 As they trail along the ground together and hold tight.
  Hold fast to what unity they had in the sky,
 In hopes of returning soon.

Author's Note

This was a upstart that my teacher begged me to continue. I tried my best to put it in the most respected, thoughtful, and cherished mindset. I hope I did alright for starting at only a line.
Hope you enjoyed!