The Rains

The rains washed down the mountain Softening the warm earth As I sat by my cabin window Watching the muddy waters Rolling down into the river below The rains started five days ago And from the first drop that fell The rains continued to pour on and on While the animals hid in their shelters And I danced, soaking wet, beneath the clouds It was the dance of a very young man Filled with the folly of my youth In the heat of a warm summers day Thinking thoughts that only come To one so young and carefree Looking back to that day Which I remember as if it were just now I can’t help but smile For it was a time of gaiety and merriment That only one so young could know Today I sit by my window Watching the rains pound upon the land Studying the muddy waters As they roll down into the river below Remembering that time gone by And in the warmth of a summers day I threw open my front door And as best as an old man could I walked out into the summer’s rain And danced