Rain

It’d been raining But nothing could stop me from being happy Even though I didn’t play in the puddle I did dance and sing in the rain Wishing you could join in 2019

I stood outside the corridor today. It’s evening. It’s raining. The skies have a story to tell us today. Probably a whole novel going by how hard it’s raining. …

I like the town on rainy nights. When the air is seasoned with glitter and spice And the roads are greeted with upside-down lights When puddles and pools are born to life Creating ripples through music and time. Fighting the battle is the tar and the rain Releasing into the…

Daffodils sway to a leisurely dance, sighing and breathing by life’s serendipitous force. Though droplets plunge down for a time, The music continues. A song and dance that can’t be helped — a waltz of serenity. One that decorates the arduous road of this journey. With heads and leaves held high, they know that each cloud teaches a new lesson. For just dancing…

I love to watch clouds cry, Their tears overflow and hit the ground now wet in sadness. I find it calming, Witnessing this heavy downpour. The wind howls and the clouds cry, And I know that if I cry and howl too, I will not be alone. I have the sky to share my pain with, So we both cry together, drenched in each other's tears. . Rain reminds me that it’s okay to cry, It’s okay to howl and cry And cry and howl,