Not So Much

Some say rain is a cloud that moist our days Some say the storm is what keeps us poised in ways Some say the puddle isn’t there It’s only the splash you feel Some say we can each walk on water I prefer to wade through it Some say trees are shelter Others say they’re just out and about Some say glory is priceless Others say the price of glory is too much too raw Some say we are built of unidentified characteristics Others say we are just individuals flawed I need you to get back to me I need you to walk the weather away I need you to comfort me when I have little to say I need you to hither And not be touched by tainted feathers Am I asking too much today I’m living off your misery I’m due for a change in scenery soon Some say the end is close I say it’s never been further from us I don’t mind it so much