She sits silently staring up at the sky.
As she’s looking the sky starts to cry.
She’s glad to see the rain,
It always takes away her pain.
She knows that it can’t rain forever.
The sun and the sky will again get together.
She’d rather it rain than have the sun brightly shine.
If it could rain forever she would be fine.
She watches people run into their house,
They scurry away like a baby mouse.
They don’t understand the gift of a storm,
Sitting there feeling nice and warm.
She wishes others wouldn’t think she’s insane,
Only because the rain heals her pain.
When the sun shines upon her face
There’s another scar she can’t erase.
It’s not that the sun causes her distress,
The sun just doesn’t know how to fix this mess.
One day of rain beats one hundred of sun,
To a place of constant rain she wants to run.