Dear rain,
Am I still sane
For I am late
Is this my fate
You poured hard
Is this your card
We are under no shackles
I hear the fire crackle
On the horse,on a saddle
Looking for something
Yet knowing nothing
I hope you are well
Because my heart continues to swell
I am nothing but a young child
Because I continue to run wild
I felt saddened because of your sudden farewell
No matter where you are I wish you well
-your dear friend,you know who