February Haikus

I wrote some haikus for a friend of mine.  I liked them so much I've decided to post them for the whole world (you're welcome world).  :)  

Like dish rags wrung dry,
It's still not enough water.
Don't fret, He hears us.

A single drop falls
And down my window wanders.
Not me, I can choose.

Crying and screaming
"Give, give, give me what I want!"
doesn't help the odds