The Night The Rain Came Down

The night the rain came down I was inside with a book

In my hands clutched tight was a pen

The night the rain came down I heard the screams

I turned the music up so I couldn’t

The night the rain came down I didn’t go outside

I pretended the sun shown bright

The night the rain came down it was dark

I turned the lights up

The night the rain came down I watched him leave

I was too strong to say goodbye

The night the rain came down I watched from the window

I was weak, not strong

The night the rain came down I had a brother

The day the sun came up I was an only child

This poem is about: 
My family
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