Rain falls when
The clouds get heavy. I
Walk with my umbrella, which the wind turned
Inside out. Droplets fall around
My head, and I
Remember when I was a child and got
To play in the puddles. Then I became sick
And cuddled in blankets. Mother puts a hand to
My forehead and smiles at my
Sneeze. I drink hot soup, which warms my stomach.
Now I wetly plod along, and
My soul smiles as I
Recall the rubber ball that I threw
So high it seemed to touch the rainbow that arced down.

Every girl is like a flower.
They bloom, when it is their time.
Colorful petals are caused by one's love towards them.
But when they get hurt,
they will stop being gorgeous

and lose all of their power

as do flowers when their season is over
or
somebody breaks them.

Every girl is like a precious flower,
like a treasure.

i prayed every night:
when morning comes
don’t wake me up.

& i woke up
every morning.

i don’t know
what to believe in anymore.