Rain Poem by Carmela Kazmier

Rain



I watch outside my window
As I see what's falling down.
They are small glistening beads
like tear drops when someone cries.
When I step outside it feels like
buckets of water falling
on me over and over again.

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Carmela Kazmier

Carmela Kazmier

lakewood, new jersey
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