Rain, Sky, Rain Poem by Melynda Smith

As I sit here, infront of this gravestone,
I think back on all of the good times i had.
And remember, that life never stops,
Though it seems, and feels like it.
Silently, the sky lights up,
like a beautiful show of fireworks.
A crack of thunder,
like the sound of bowling balls dropping.
Rain quickly falls down,
like a watershow coming from the sky.
A murmur is whispered by this ghost-look-a-like.
'Rain, sky, rain like never before.'
Silently, she stands up,
Not a single hair or piece of cloth wet on her see through body,
Nor out of place.
Slowly though, she disappears, like rain in sand.
Following her departure,
A murmur rings through the air and land.
'Rain, Sky, Rain like you've never did before, and nurture those alive and in need.'