Broken pieces

Rain

Rain starts pelting at my
                                        Window,
Beating its fists against the glass.

Raindrops press their noses against the window
and slide down s
                         l
                         o
                         w
                         l
                         y.

The rain taps furiously to be let in.

So I open the window
and let the rain in.

I close my eyes and listen to the sky
                                          Crying.