As I sit on the edge of my bed
I see
The rain is pouring down
I imagine it pouring on top of me
I love the rain
Because it allows me to escape
But also allows me to dream
I escape the pain
I dream of a summer romance
And a love of my God
The pain of ones that hurt me
A romance as we kiss in the rain
And the mircles God allows me to enjoy.
Its the rain that makes me wonder
Its the rain that makes me feel
Its the rain that gives me passion
its the rain that keeps me chill
Im happy to experience this miracle....that many may never see.
Others may say rain is sad....but when it rains im happy me.
Very nice, I love the spirituality of the poem. Looking forward to more of your work. J. L.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love the rain too it is such a beuatiful thing it is one of many things from God