Like the winter tree
that wonders will it bloom in spring
I so to wonder
In time where will I be.
I think about who I am
And who I want to be
But on that I pause
For I am still unsure
I guess that's what rainy days are about.
Understanding and thought.
Under standing of ones self
And thoughts on the future
I also think about the present
And Like the rain that poors down Without thought
Thoughts of u have are the same
For they seem to have no end
Like rain they poor in
Soon flooding my mind
Until all I can do is grin
For I think about ur smile
Your laugh
And every little thing
That makes up u
I think of ways to make u laugh
So I can see that smile
that women wish they had
And men dream about
If u were to ask me y I wanted u
And I said because ur beautiful
Would u blame me and call me shallow
For though ur beauty caught me
Ur mind saved me
From a superficial existence
*Rain
*Rain
*Rain
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