Walking in the Rain.

Although what you wrote is not wrong, I suggest the following changes...

Little drops hitting the window.
Little drops hit falling on the street.
Droplets, droplets Pitter-pattering drops, unimportant, small and insignificant.

Droplets hitting on my body.
On my head, on my thin and long fingers.
So too on my arms, my mouth...
Little drops hitting all over my body.

And Suddenly I think a thought came to me.
What does os this rain special?
It's Is it me or is this magic falling water is magic?
I feel like closing my eyes to ponder close.

So on this beautiful rainy day, I can say I feel like I am a cloud,  As a cloud scorched by the sun in the rain.  And that is When the princesses cry, it always rains will fall and yet, But there will always be a ray of sunlight be found to that embrace us.   and get get Always think of that hidden rainbow coming out to greet us after the storm.


~CP

Beautiful and provocative :)

First I want to say that that was very lovely. You must have a high level in English to be able to write a poem. Also you must be a great poet in Spanish. You just have a few mistakes but really your word choice is great and it uses a lot of imagery. Bonito!

Walking in the rain.

Little drops hit the window.
Little drops hit the street.
Droplets, droplets unimportant, small, insignificant.

Droplets hit my body.
My head, my thin and long fingers.
My arms, my mouth...
Little drops hit my body.

And suddenly I think
What does this rain special? Why is this rain special? (Not sure what you want to say here)
It's me or is this magic water? Is it me...
I feel like my eyes close. my eyes are closed

So on this beautiful rainy day, I can say I feel like a cloud. As a cloud scorched by the sun in the rain.
And that is when the princesses cry, it always rains. But there will always be a ray of sunshine that embraces us and get that gives us that hidden rainbow after the storm.

I hope  I kept with your meaning. It is difficult to correct someone else's poem. Buen trabajo!


~CP

Walking in the rain.

Little drops hit the window.
Little drops hit the street.
Droplets, droplets unimportant, small, insignificant.

Droplets hit my body.
My head, my thin and long fingers.
My arms, my mouth...
Little drops hit my body.

And suddenly I think to myself.
What does this makes rain special?
It's Is it me or is this magic water?
I feel like my eyes have closed.

So on this beautiful rainy day, I can say I feel like a cloud. As a cloud scorched by the sun in the rain.
And that is why  when the princesses cry, it always rains. But there will always be a ray of sun that embraces us and get get that hidden rainbow after the storm.


~CP