Raining on My Mood This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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Pitter patter
Bloop blop
Crack pow
Drip drop
No matter how it drizzles and pours and thunders out there
One thing’s for sure,
The rain doesn’t care.
The rain doesn’t care about our new suede shoes
Our styled hair
Our daily jog
Our annual fair.
The rain drops slush and splash through our minds
Poking
Jabbing
Snickering
Like a little brother stuck on rewind.
It rains on the sidewalks
It rains on the gardens
It rains on the beanstalks
It rains on my mood.
C’mon rain, you are just plain rude.
Please, rain just go away
And don’t bother coming back the next day.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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