I've always made up little poems in my head, but I rarely write them down. |
Like Rain
Like rain that's falling...
When a butterfly dies,
all we do is mourn...
Amy please,
speak your words to me...
When the storm comes in, and the lightning...
I can hear you thunder, you're here tonight...
I am hopeful, but I am hidden.
I wonder if things will ever be the same again...