My World

Rain falls to the ground

And splashes in the icy black grass.

Making puddles

That gather around my feet.

I sit beneath a lonely tree of ash,

In the middle of the field.

I sit there

Because there is nowhere else

To go.

The sky is dark,

It is always night

In my world.

Then, a little ray of sunshine

Pokes its glowing head

Through the clouds.

It descends slowly,

And caresses me.

Gathers me in its arms.

But then, night closes in around it,

Sucks it away,

It draws back up into the cover of clouds,

And the rain pours down again.