Randomized

it was raining,

the sky was blue,

the breeze was dancing,

and i was walking,

letting the raindrops hit my spread hand,

while allowing the cold whether to freeze my already cold heart.

there was this beautiful tree,

the only tree with heart warming pink flowers,

can i sit under that tree?

or can i keep all these breathtaking views to forever stay in my memory?

this poem is random,

just to make a cold heart like mine to smile.