Rain & Clouds©

The wind whistles through the cracks of each window singing its very own song

The rain drops race toward the end of each window pane,

Leaving behind their wet skid marks

The sky so dark with clouds that move as quickly as we do,

Racing to reach their destination

We await the clearing to a blue sky

To clear our moods, which normally come with the darkness of rain?

We quickly search for a reason to smile again

Is the thought of the sun beaming through the skies enough to brighten our day?

I hope so, as long as we add a clear blue sky

So clear that we can see the tops of the mountains oh so far away

Rain & Clouds©

By Felina Silver Robinson