Rain

Little droplets of rain kiss my cheeks.
Soaking my cloths.
Drenching my hair.
But I do not wish to go inside.
For I love to watch the rain.
Falling from its cloud.
Smacking the ground.
Making pitter patter sounds.
Blurring the trees.
As more falls. Cascading down.
A thought enters my mind.
Why shall the sky cry?

Reviews

[外人 (Gaiji..]

cool, enjoyed particularly the last verse :)