The Girl With Rain in Her Hair

She walked with raindrops glittering in her hair,

dancing lightly around her

even on cloudless days.

People stared in wonder,

but she understood the rain’s language

better than words.

Each drop held emotions

whispered by the world—

joy, worry, hope,

all flowing toward her gently.

She listened quietly,

becoming a bridge

between hearts and skies.

In her presence,

even storms felt softer,

as though the weather itself

trusted her with its secrets.