Who Is This Lady In The Rain? Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Who is this lady in the rain?
Always like a shadow
Walking to somewhere in drain
Because she must go
Is she a lover of someone?
Around the next street
Someone whom might be gone
When she comes in her wet feet

Love is never easy going
Always there's complicated fact
With every step showing
Some on to a lost tract
Yesterday were much of clouds
Of every its coming hour
Among the lonely crowds
In the gloomy coldness shower

Who is this lady so lonely?
Just like a shadow in mist
If I could know her only
That would resolve that twist
No one is there around
Only the footsteps echoing
Will there be some love found
While the winter breeze's blowing