The rainA Poem by Summer RThe rain falls down on me soaking through my jacket wetting my skin wetting my soul where do i go Walking around and around with a frown no one can tell i'm crying now Alone and afraid, i must be brave The rain falls down on me soaking through my jacket wetting my skin drowning my conscious in wet droplets I love this rain, wet and cold Soon i will join it And i will be bold Splash down around all the others That hide their tears in the rain © 2008 Summer R |
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Added on February 7, 2008 Last Updated on February 25, 2008 Author |