RAIN

Art by: Anna Rhea Francisco 9/20/11

When I was a child, I wonder why fate is cruel to me….

My parents gone and I left alone…

No one took me since then…

Art by: Anna Rhea Francisco 9/20/11

I was left in the corner of the street…

It was always cold and dark… 

I’m shivering and darkness had engulfed me…

No warm coat to wear… no one’s there to hug me… 

and no lights to illuminate my way…

My body, mind and soul were all weak…

I requested GOD to just take my life away…

And let me die…  just ... peacefully…

Art by: Anna Rhea Francisco 9/20/11

But… one day… someone came…

With a gentle smile and loving face…

She offers me her hand…

And say “I like to share my umbrella with you.”

Then suddenly the rain stops...