Two Diffrent Friends Poem by Afina Nesslage

As I stare out the window
whilst the rain falls
I start to think of you.
Those gray clouds like
your heart,
so shy yet gentle.
You try to keep your emotions
from me, like the rain
pouring from those couds, your heart.
The wind is blowing, your soul.
Silent yet gentle throughout the day.
The wind chime is blowing,
ringing a song of my love
to you.
You are much diffrent from me,
but that does not mean we we
were not meant to be.
As I list these things that
remind me of you, I think to myself
how lucky I am to have a friend like you.