LISTEN TO THE RAIN
IT SPECKS TO US ..
YOU CAN HEAR THE WHISPERS OF THE DEAD
TRYING TO FIND THERE WAY....
,RAIN IS THE PAIN AND SORROW OF THE DEAD ONES
CRYING FOR THERE FREEDOM AND THERE WAY,
THEY COULD TOUCH YOU THREW SPIRIT
OR MIND......
NEVER HATE THE RAIN ...LOVE IT -RESPECT IT
AND PRAY FOR THE DEAD ONES.....
OR THEYLL HAUNT YOU FOREVER................
YOU ARE READING
my poems OF :LOVE LIFE PAIN PASSION DEATH
Poetryplease read and respond i would really appreciate it.
