Rain

December 19, 2007
By Kayla Ciliberto, Bremen, GA

The falling tears of the sky,
My peering eyes watch them fall.
What could make my dear sky cry?
The enduring pain I saw.
I could only bare to linger,
Watching the tears of pain fall,
See the pain turn to anger,
The enduring pain I saw
I did watch the lightning strike,
Not trying to stop it all.
But who said I could-stop like...
The pain, the anger, I saw.
The more my sky tried to call,
The more my sempathy saw.
My own tears began to fall,
My hurting pain my sky saw.


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