Rainy Days

By Hannah Barber


Rainy days

Make me think of you

Always wondering

What you are going to do.


Thunder storms

Wash away the pain

Will you

Be dancing in the rain?


Tea cup

Warms up my fingers

Your memory

And rain drops linger.


Radio crackles

A melancholy sound

Summer storm

Raging all around.


Every drop

A piece of you

I could

Catch them if I wanted to.


About the Author: “My name is Hannah Barber and I am seventeen years old. I am currently in my second year of homeschooling.”  

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