Thunder and lightning split the open sky.
I stand there watching.
As the rain drops pour down my face.
Like little tear drops wishing me luck.
As the water runs down I remember my past.
Full of memories of happiness and sadness.
Then the rain washes them away.
I’m stuck in the future with only one way to go.
I watch as the clouds pass me by.
Then the open night sky shows clear as a crystal.
The stars shine like tiny diamonds.
Each one holding a precious memory.
That will never be lost among the constellations.
For I remember when I was lonely and had nowhere to go.
Then I was chosen.
Knowing that this would lead me to a brighter future.
Now, here I stand reminiscing about my past.
Wondering will the future be better?