The Rain and Me

The Rain and Me share a strange bond,

Sometimes hate, sometimes love.

Sometimes just harmony.

The Rain and Me share moods as well;

When I’m gloomy, she’s sad.

When I’m joyous, she’s happy, too.

The Rain and Me share the windowsill;

While I sit and watch her dance,

She rehearses and looks for my appreciation.

The Rain and Me share a love for sounds;

She finds peace in her gentle patter on the leaves and roofs,

And I enjoy the rhythm as my toes tap on the road.

The Rain and Me don’t always agree;

She sometimes floods the roads when I’d like to walk,

And I’m often not in a mood to play with her.

But the Rain and Me share a friendship;

We are bound together by her drops and my promises,

And yet, it isn’t an easy relationship.

But we manage, the Rain and Me;

With sometimes love, sometimes hate,
And sometimes, just harmony.