A lonely girl stands in the window,
Watching the pouring rain.
She reflected on her life,
The past, the present and the future.
A smile touch her lips,
But there are tears in her eyes,
Tears of joy, longing and remembrance.
She is lonely but happy,
She smiles on her mistakes,
And the tears show her understanding-
that life is not a bed of roses.
Things may come and may go,
But in them, were no power to destroy her.
She learnt how to be pleased or hurt,
By the colours of her life.
She is standing lonely,
With tears in her eyes;
Watching the pouring rain,
Saw the lightnintg and the thunder,
And hopes that the rainbow is near.
She is lonely but happy,
She smiles through her tears,
Touching the window pane,
She think about how far she had come,
Amidst blacks and whites of life.
