Rain

• Andrea Franjkovic, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2007

Standing outside while it's pouring down,
The lightning is eating away my soul,
I get goosebumps from head to toe;
My eyes shrink, my legs bend,
I start to shake,
I can't see where I am going, the fog is too gloomy,
I try to fight the wind,
Rain shoots into my face,
My face feels like it's in a freezer,
I get colder,
The wind is so strong it's trying to tell me something,
I run and get pushed back,
I clinched a tree and pull myself up,
One by one I get higher,
Finally I am home,
As soon as I get in it's sunny!
I say to mum I came all that way!
Now it's sunny!