One Rainy Day

One rainy day,
When the skies were grey,
When the birds didn't stay,
and the children prayed.

All one could hear was thunder,
When the brave surrendered,
When the wild mind wondered,
and the lost soul wandered.

When hope was gone and fear did appear,
When between the paths stuck little wet tears.
One rainy day,
When the city sleeps.

(AB 01.26.13)

I suddenly remembered the weekly routine I used to have in Korea, which was to make poetry. I love the Creative English Writing class that I took and therefore have decided that I will continue making poetry every week, and post it here. Maybe it's true that my poems aren't as bad as I thought they were.