Once Upon A Time, There Was A Woman Who Stand Through The Rain To Rain

Once upon a time, there was a woman who stand

through the rain to rain, it was pouring and

pouring constantly during the day, a mid-day

of the town, she was soaked so easily, she got

wet on and on, she run so fast like a speeding

bullet, she ran into her luxurious apartment in

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, she didn't got any

umbrella, she was an angel standing into the

wondrous rainfall of the sky high, she's only

twenty six years old, she was soaking wet, totally

drenched, she didn't wore her rain jacket, she

didn't know her clothes were wet, her hair was

soaked too, she's crazy enough, standing in the

rian so long indeed, she went inside of her

apartment, she took a hot shower, she put on her

nightgown too, she took her feet up, she got her

wondrous hot tea on the table, being happy and

snappy along, she start to write her poems on

her notebook as well, her name was Emily

Dickinson, she's fabulous poet of the America

Written by

Michael James Brindley

3-28-15