Go Join the Rain

An old man sat on his porch rocking his life away watching the sun fade in the horizon each and every day He wondered of all the days gone by all the memories he had lived trying to remember the reasons why he chose the life he did The old man who rocked the chair was burdened by years of pain but I told him not to close his eyes for there is beauty in the rain The old man said many things that day and one sounded like goodbye so I touched his hand asking him to stay but his head lay silent at his side I rocked him in the evening wind silently beginning to cry knowing I didn’t ease the pain my father carried inside Old man you tried to rock away those many years of pain but decided to open your eyes and join the beauty in the rain