Storm
By:Lisa Baker

The rain on the roof mixes with my tears. 
It's as though the angels are crying. 
For the love that we had was a gift from heaven. 
And you threw to the depths of hell. 
How soon we forget the happiness. 
But the pain and sorrow remains with us for eternity. 
And as the rain continues to pound on my now empty soul. 
I cry for you.