I love the way it falls silent,
tiny bits that makes a difference between the lives of the many.
That nursery rhyme tune hummed on the hearts of the weary.
Cornered by the madness that falls before them,
they don’t want to get wet-not now that is.
On the opposite side of the viewing mirror,
there I am; happy, glad, ever so gladdened by the sight of such wonder.
Rain shower brings me joy, monochrome sky filled day satisfy my soul.
That cold breeze every now and then,
I am yearning for throughout the year.
A tropical climate doesn’t suit my spirit.
I love it all gloomy and wet.
A good smoke, a great drink, coupled with a warm hug-ever so perfect.
Rain, rain come this way to me.
I’ll give you a cheer, a smile and love.
Stay for a while, since your all that I have.
