sitting in the rain

sitting in the rain feeling how the raindrops twirls down her skin

looking up so that the tears will be hidden by the rain

the grass... fresh and saddening to her

ripping it out angrily hoping for it to never grow back

getting up without the will to live she's hoping for a new world

in front of her it then appears

no flowers in bloom, sunny days or others to disturb her 

the land of ice is on her new path and she will follow

walking from the rain to the snow, making her dress freeze 

under a tree, deciding to play. Making a snowman

she now smiles, happily and excitingly without noticing

but still... her tears will not stop

keeps drying them of, while she don't understand

looking at her snowman. Looks like her father

"no, no, no" she thinks, she won't miss her father

but way down deep inside, she does 

looking at the other world, still raining

hearing her father yelling for her, asking where she is

her feet brings her closer and closer to the rain

she's missing him, but she knows that the rains will never stop