She sits quietly on the window seat,
clutching her bear close to her heart.
Watching the rain fall down,
like the tears she feels inside.
Her body rocks in time with the music that only she can hear.
They pass her by, not noticing her silence,
nor the rocking of her tiny body.
It's just her and Pooh and the rain.
Her cherub face pressed close against the cold of the window,
she searches the gray sky, and clutches her best friend tight.
"Just one rainbow God, please, just send me one."
She whispers into Pooh's ear and continues to rock ... slowly,
back and forth ... back and forth.
So ... it's just her and Pooh and the rain,
childishly waiting .................... for a miracle.
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