Rain

I raise my head to the heavens praying for rain washing away the tears, I shed for this world of pain I go to sleep depending on something better but to my disdain I wake up, only to discover more of the same the world's harsh reality shows itself daily only to hold me captive as I wonder what happened the life I once knew a young tike a baby boy so free, playing with toys so easily assured so easily comforted that everything would be well even when I couldn't tell I flashback, seeing the rainbows after the rain showers and I remember the growth of the grass and flowers I didn’t like rain back in those days but now, rain is a sign that things can grow in time