Rain
RAIN
Misty rain is falling 'round
Upon my head, a dewy crown
I watch the rain bounce from the grass
It's roots devour the liquid mass
A soft breeze flows through yonder trees
I imagine all the things it sees
Like a bird on the wing
It gets to see most everything
The thunder roars it's warning voice
I know that I must make a choice
Do I hide from the pouring rain
Or let it wash away my pain
I came out here alone today
To send my demons off to play
So I think I'll stand my ground
While the rain is falling 'round.
(LAW 3-7-17)
Copyright © Lenna Walker | Year Posted 2017
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