The Rain And Thunder Poem by GuyAdler Dorelien

Its drizzling angel tears,
Upon the sidewalks, the roads, and old leafs.
As the darkened blue sky makes a thundering echo,
Like a mix of barrels being rolled down, and chairs crashing.
The smell of air merges with rain,
Creating a fresh scent that sooth’s the mind.
The rain hits skin calmly caressing it,
With a little hint of bitter cold.
Out of the dark blue sky
It’s raining,
It’s raining,
Because the angels are crying.