Draining

As the rain bounces off the cold hard concrete Such a dark and gloomy grey making the sun so discreet Wet weather washing whether we like it or not Praying for sun to come and dry the drizzle we fought When it rains it pours and the thunder it roars Short flashes of fury lighting up the indoors A trickley tap tapping as the house cat is napping Flapping her tail furiously at the thunder that's clapping Tic turns to toc from the slow unyielding clock As we talk of how time is taking two times the length to mock From a long hollow gaze out the window we see A beam of broken light breaking through the misery A drop of the heart and hope is regained A calming stillness as our worries are drained