Words at Work -- Understanding

This is part of my words at work program -- or words I write whenever things are slow -- hahaha! -- at work. This is the form of a rondel.

Image via WikipediaAnd in the pouring rain she stood,
again not knowing where to turn.
She did not know or ever learn
that all the crying did no good.

He would not treat her like he should,
no matter how for him she'd burn.
And in the pouring rain she stood,
again not knowing where to turn.

His rage she weathered as she could,
his brand of love she could not earn,
his reasons she could not discern
and she knew she never would.

And in the pouring rain she stood.