• I have a tear for each rain drop
    that slides down the glass
    i study the drop
    and admire it as it pasts
    thinking of memories
    and things ive enjoyed
    a feeling of sadness and sorrow
    suddenly feels me with void
    the rain is pouring now
    sounds like thunder on my rooftop
    its over powering to my ears
    than i feel the tears
    they come pouring out my eyes
    streaming down my face
    the sun pokes out of the clouds
    but at a slow rate
    the sun beams warm
    the skin on my face
    drying up my tears
    they disappear without a trace.