My poems

(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