Alone in a field,
Eyes blurry from the rain.
Tears are pouring,
Yet know one see's.
Using the rain as a mask,
To set them free.
The sound of thunder,
To cover the cry's.
The lighting to erase,
The fear in my eyes.
Rain My True Cover Up! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem