So I wrote this short little poem here back in 2014 and I was curious what people here would think.
Rain
I watch her fall, Fall from the heavens to the earth below. wielding the sort of grace and beauty only nature seems to have. I can't help but smile, smile as her many fingers strike the earth In an almost endless downpour. While others may flee into their homes when she is near, or else seek cover, I let her cold embrace wash over me, and pull me into the sort of peace that only the dead may know. She is as old as the earth, and as beautiful as a child, Her name is rain.
Not the greatest poem ever of course, but still something that I almost vaguely feel kind of proud of. In any case, please critique to your heart's desire and have a wonderful day/night.
Peace and cupcakes,
Pyrin