A little Rain comes in our lives now and then - some live in perpetual state of rain
Unable to dry from one shower to another
Rain cleans the earth but can dampen the soul if it lasts too long
Rainy days and mondays do always get me down
As I age I love the day and the sun much more- only tolerating the rain if I’m snug and safe inside
Rain used to comfort me - I enjoyed a rainy day - I even loved a ride at night - noticing the gleam it gave to streets and pavement- almost like a painting
But now for the most part I run away from its scolding wetness and piercing gloom
Rain so necessary so useful - yet met with such disdain
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