My life in poems

When you are little, you were probably afraid of thunderstorms and the hard pound of rain on the roof of your house. I wasn't. I loved thunderstorms and standing in the rain. Most of all I loved looking at the rainbows after the storm. As I got older, those memories seemed to fade and the rainbow began to turn grey. As much as I loved storms I grew up becoming afraid of them. When you grow up you become so vulnerable to the worlds influences and become a difference person you want to be. You hear people tell you words that you have never heard of and you add it to your vocabulary. But sometimes you forget those words that mean the most to you.