I sit up high where no one can see me.
waiting for the rain to come.
So I can cry my silent tears in peace.
Shortly after the rain starts i feel at peace.
As my salty tears mix with the rain.
Its as if the rain clenses my soul of all the pain.
For the rain is not a nusince like some may think.
But a conforting friend there to help a friend in need.
This is another one of my favs.. I love the rain cuz it hides all my tears!!! good job!!!
I like this poem. It makes me think of rain the same way that I already do. Kind of like a friend. lol. Nice work. =)