I like to watch the sun shine bright
When I've lost my smile
It helps me to remember that
I'll find it in a while
But still the rain is my first love
For reasons I can't say
I only know that deep inside
It makes me feel okay
For when the rain is falling hard
I, for once, am free
No one begrudges frowning when
The weather's bad, you see
I can be happy, sad, or mad
On some days I'm all three!
For when the clouds are darkened then
It's fine to just be me
'Cause when the sun is out I feel
So pressured to be glad
How can I waste so nice a day,
By being mad or sad?
So while some mutter and some groan
When grey skies keep them in
I look up at the clouds above
And hide a little grin
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Poems to Leave Streaks of Ink
PoetryAnd I'd rage at the monsters, But that's the task of fools, Who cannot bring themselves to know, Monsters are humans' tools... I write poems like this, just usually longer...feel free to give some of them a read:)
