The Rain

It's raining here and I'm having a warm cup of tea. I found this short poem on rain. I like it when it's raining as long as I'm at home. But when it's rain while you're having some important things to do outside your house, then it would be a very complicated things to do. But I sometimes miss the time when I was a kid playing on the rain and have fun. Maybe it will be a fun things to do just to stand in the rain and enjoy every drops of the falling rain from the sky.

I See The Rain

I hear the rain falling

I see people walking in the rain

I feel the rain touching my face

I see rain, rain coming down

I see rain, rain coming down

As I walk I see people running to their cars

I see children jumping into mud puddles

As I walk in the rain I see rain, rain coming down

I see rain, rain coming down

I wonder if it will rain forever

Is it because god is sad?

Does god have a reason for rain?

I see rain, rain coming down

“Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.” — Langston Hughes

(source from © Erin M. Amos, poetryinnature.com)