An Ode to the Misunderstood

This poem is about rain and was written by myself. It isn’t great, but I do love rain and its contradictory nature. Be nice and I hope you enjoy the living shit out of it. This was also written for my ENGL280 class and is my original work. 

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Flying down the clouds

One hits my cheek and moves slowly down my face

I smile

The drop of water looking like a tear

But my mind is full of joy at the sight of

Falling rain

 

The clouds are gray and the weather is cold

Girls scream as their hair is ruined for the day

I laugh

Not at their misery

But at the miracle

Falling rain

 

Life giving and replenishing

Water that Zeus himself designed

I thank

Every dot of rain that gives life

To my mind.

 

 

-Hope xoxo