It rains and pours
rumbles and roars
i hear the rain
and feel the pain
mingle and intertwine
its fury entices with cunning and force
and blows everything completely off course
the winds make trees bow and break
stealing away everything it could take
only the memories of the happiness held prior
will be left for furture lonely moments to sire
it will soon leave and be gone forever
leaving the world overturned with nothing to treasure
it is then gone as quickly as it came
and you try anything to merely stay sane
soon thereafter there will be the feeling of immense violation
can you possibly imagine the correlation?
(c) Amber Robinson August 31, 2006
