The Rain

It is raining cats and dogs outside,

And the weather is cool and gloomy.

The air is filled with the scent of wet mud,

As the earth reminds us of its tarnished beauty.

 

I sit by the window for hours together,

With a cup of hot chocolate to enjoy.

Busy watching as the rain pelts on my window,

Pondering into nothingness as the time goes by.

 

I thought I had forgotten it all,

But it all came back to me again.

The days when we spent hours together,

And held hands in these rains.

 

So let the rain wash away,

All the pain from yesterday.

Sit back and admire the rhythm of falling rain,

Amidst the falling rain, I learned to grow again.

-The Travellothoner