Oldie, moldy poems

I have dredged up some poems I wrote way back when I was in high school. Some of them are upbeat and others are...................well...............a bit depressing. But what can I say? I was in high school, I was a walking hormone. I hope you like.

Rain:

Down came the rain in sheets of dismal gray. To fall upon the earth, to bring forth new shades of green. Spring has come, life has begun. The cycle is renewed, life is complete.

Glory:

Laying alone in the dark I let my mind and soul rise above the strife and poverty. And as I drift over the crowded tenements and crime infested streets, my heart is saddened at the thought of leaving. But there is peace in my heart also. For at last I have triumphed over all.

Awakenings:

Standing on the hill facing the rising sun, my heart flies like a soaring eagle. As the horizon slowly turns crimson, my soul is freed to roam this land. As I drift above the earth I see the boundless beauty that can only improve with time. Beauty that will last for countless generations.