in the pouring rain
10 lines, 5 wrds. in each, no words repeating, lets give it a try.
how the wind howled on spring
leaving regardless of strength
because it was scared, alone
would you blame fire yet?
course, frowning upon the brow of leaves
covering limbs that should be unfurled
opportunitys aren't a dream past
only in future referances shall tell
scarce lies following ahead
now done hoping challenge met
I think i did it and it was HARD!
Morning mist clings to my face, and my soul opens up to you......