Dance In The Rain Poem by Leanna Page Markgraf

Looking up towards the sky
and hoping for tomorrow
that the rain can stay
and help wash away the sorrow.

The dark sky around
speaks to my heart.
As the rain hits my skin
and keeps me from falling apart.

It washes away the troubles,
and gives me some hope to survive.
When the lightning strikes
it makes me feel alive.

It distracts me from reality
and eases up the pain.
The only thing that is saving me
is dancing in the rain.