When it rains by Ann Wood

When it rains I'm sad,
as if the sky is sad too.
Gathered his problems
in the clouds, as in sacks.
When it rains I have no desire for anything.
  Very strange, don't you have days like that,
like mine when it rains?
Today I'm just standing there wondering what to do,
and I don't even catch anything.
When it rains I'm sad,
when it stops raining it will pass,
the sun will rise, a rainbow will appear,
my soul will find itself.

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Written on 2020-05-16 at 12:00

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
i like rainy days, but too many and it gets me down. i love and need the sun.