I wake up to a noisy rumble,
I get out of bed, half walk, half stumble.
I look outside, then look again
I see the world, drenched in rain.
As I stand there, a flashback surges through me,
A little girl, filled with joy, who I used to be
As soon as I saw her, she disappears, too fast,
And it dawns upon me: why do I dwell in the past?
I've always wanted to go back, and be that girl again
Who so happily enjoys the day where there is nothing but rain
Than I realize that as old as I may be,
I am still that little girl, only beauty is what I'll see
I don't see why people don't like cold rainy days
It ruins their mood, fills them with dismay.
It's harder to go outside, to do much, and to see
But that's not the kind of person that I'd want to be.
Thunder rumbles and lightning flashes,
On the ground, all I hear are splish splashes
A new world covered in falling diamonds
As vast and wide as the horizon
All senses of worry, pain and suffering fade away,
My responsibilities all are gone for the day
A morning so different and lovely as can be
When I'm in the rain, I feel free...
Author Bio:
Smile is 13-years-old and loves finding the beauty in the simplest of forms. When not busy with school, Smile spends free time writing and pondering life's questions and wonders.
I get out of bed, half walk, half stumble.
I look outside, then look again
I see the world, drenched in rain.
As I stand there, a flashback surges through me,
A little girl, filled with joy, who I used to be
As soon as I saw her, she disappears, too fast,
And it dawns upon me: why do I dwell in the past?
I've always wanted to go back, and be that girl again
Who so happily enjoys the day where there is nothing but rain
Than I realize that as old as I may be,
I am still that little girl, only beauty is what I'll see
I don't see why people don't like cold rainy days
It ruins their mood, fills them with dismay.
It's harder to go outside, to do much, and to see
But that's not the kind of person that I'd want to be.
Thunder rumbles and lightning flashes,
On the ground, all I hear are splish splashes
A new world covered in falling diamonds
As vast and wide as the horizon
All senses of worry, pain and suffering fade away,
My responsibilities all are gone for the day
A morning so different and lovely as can be
When I'm in the rain, I feel free...
Author Bio:
Smile is 13-years-old and loves finding the beauty in the simplest of forms. When not busy with school, Smile spends free time writing and pondering life's questions and wonders.
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