Rain

The sun. Warm. My friend. I wait for my friend. And when she hugs me. I feel nice inside.

The sun is warm. Without water though. I might burn. So I wait for the rain. And the rain always comes.

The rain is a sad happiness. Rain means no sun. No warm hug. But rain is a nice feeling. The sun can be to warm somedays. And the rain the next day making things better. My rain goes to my roots. And I drink. The sun hugs me, and I feel bright.

I grow and grow.

One day I'll be a beautiful flower. That's what my momma told me. And that I'll be loved.

I love my friend the sun. I love my friend the rain. I miss both my friends when they are away. But I know they always come back. And show me that they care.

Right now. It's raining.

A sad happiness.