(I write poems constantly, and here is my favorite one.)
The wind pushes hair across my face
red, swollen, stained with tears
as it starts to drizzle
and I quicken my pace as I hear my name
The rain quickens as my tears do
I look down, away from the faces of peoople
the buckets of rain come down around me
But, I don't care
All it does is wash away all the tears
along with all my fears
my face palens as the rain slows
I look to the clouds
The rain covers my face
refreshing me, awakening me
my heart quickens as the clouds fade
and the sun shines on me