Rain Poem by Dillon Crawford

Rain



Falls without resistance,
No one can tell it where to go.
Never quite wanted,
yet needed when its gone.
It seeks not acceptance nor forgiveness
It can make its own away in life.
Now we sit here.
Out in the rain.
Wondering, wishing.
Why can I be like rain?

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