I feel free.
I am no longer
held by the
Shining bars of
Sunlight.
Shine, Gleam, Shine,
In the Rain’s
Soft Pattering Kisses.
Kiss, Patter, Kiss.
In the Rain,
I Feel Free.
RAIN- a poem by Carter Makice
From Amy: Today Carter ran out into the rain to swing- then came in needing paper and pencil. He disappeared for a few minutes and returned with this poem.