Run down the window

Little drops of rain, run fast!

For soon comes the sun


Love is a flower,

It will live, or it will die.

Which one will it be?


At last I am free,

Just like an eagle in flight.

Bound by chains no more!


The cool of autumn,

Winter's cold and frosty breath

Means that spring is near.


a/n - hey yall. this is my first attempt. tell me what you think!