Every time I see the rain.. I cry
I feel Gods tears on me.. speaking so loud.. and no one hears
The rain can do much.. yes
It can penetrated the mind. soul and heart
and can kill you too
wierdly it is raining as I read this....door open, listening to the sounds, smelling the smells. Perfect timing! Nice work, I liked the "drops, drip dropping". Very relaxing subject, very relaxing rhythym.
this has real capturing, hallmark feeling and sentimental wisdom
that leaves the reader with a sense of beautiful overcoming
and hope in progress where the ultimate goal is happiness.
and it is a wonderful feeling, brilliantly done jenn. a pleasure to read
keep up the great work.
That was really wonderful... I believe rain can... to me it is a virtual cleanser of the soul, I know I can watch a rain storm and no mater what is happening in my life I am at peace... your poem masterfully speaks of the power of rain, one of God's greatest gifts to us.
Not only am I a woman, but a mother, friend, and hopefully the best person I could be. I have begun to broaden my horizons and get into writing poetry. But I also am an artist, and I am trying my ha.. more..