The Rain

The Rain

 

The rain comes down

without a sound

But still,

         I think I hear it.

 

It’s gloomy out.

The dark clouds roll.

I have

         a gloomy spirit.

 

The rain outside

it grows the grass,

it makes the flowers bloom.

 

Inside of me

the rain just rains

and brings feelings of doom.

 

 

April 4, 2011

11:45ish AM

 

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