Rain, oh how I love rain. It hides my tears, it washes away my fears. It holds my secrets, kept and unseen. It always knows what I mean.

Rain, the sweet soft drops on a sumer day. To cool the heat waves I've made. Rain, oh how I love rain.

Wow, a poem. Your poem was inspiring. It inspired me to write a short poem myself. As you can see I can't write a non-rhyme poem. It just doesn't work out. I have to have some sort of rhyme scheme. I guess it's just the fact of how the poem flows so well. I give you much props for being able to write such an inspiring poem. It kept my interest throughout the whole poem. and if you can do that, you can do anything. I'm pretty picky when it comes to stories or poems. I need something fast, or something I can relate to. Something that always keeps my mind wondering. YOU did just that. GOOD JOB!

O...that's a lot of 'o's anyways off the topic about the 'o's...hm...well i'm not sure if i like it or love it! HEHE, really good my dear fig or turnip because you that too...ok i really like it...well...um...yeah that O...i like this song...there alot of 'o's there too...^^

Whe, that was quite a distant piece of work. And I enjoy reading distance pieces, indeed. It seemed you were talking of two different subjects at once, switching on and off, and altogether they formed a certain bond in the poem.
It did not rhyme. I adore almost all poems that do not rhyme. -Tosses you a hamster treat- Lurved it, Kittat!

I love the structure of this. It's so unique..good job.