A young girl, all believe she's insane,
She feels the cool rain of spring,
Which drums the endless rhythm of her pain.
She tries, but just can't understand.
Why they stare, why they pity her.
They say you always need a helping hand.
Forever a child, that's what they'd said.
They didn't believe when she saw,
The fairies dancing on the road ahead.
They don't see the flowers come alive,
And whisper and giggle in the fields.
They don't see the lily pads when they dive,
And they call her names that hurt inside.
They say, "stupid, crazy, and retard."
Why did they laugh when she had cried?
which drums the endless rhythm of her pain- line
Revelation in the Rain by Andrea Dietrich- poem and author