when the rain falls
and the wind blows
it will never be the same
the smell of the rain
falling on your face
dripping down like a tear
a tear of regret and misery
saying good bye
knowing your everything is now nothing
the leaves changing color
time for the end of their life
no more warm sunny day
only cold filled hearts
jason zas
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-the-rain-falls-3/
