A single tear runs down my cheek

as I fall to silent sleep.

The world is dark, wet, and cruel.

I wish I was not here at school.

The arain slowly comes down,

when it falls, it hits the ground

The clouds aboce cry and mourn,

as a baby died early this morn

I heard the whine, I heard the cry,

the momma didn't get to say goodbye.

The clouds bring the mournful rain,

to wash away all the apin

The pain stays, and the mornful rain

to wash away all the pain

The pain stays and the mornful rain

digs a deeper hole.

The baby must be cold

as it's lowered to the ground

there to stay forever bound

Spring turns to summer,

and from summer to fall

and the mother remembers

the baby's call

it's plea to say thank you,

it's tears of love

but now that baby is somewhere above

and when the baby mourns for his mom,

he makes the rain come,

and trys to wash away it all.

~Ashley~

(all Ashley's words,

besides some help grammatically

and in spelling)