It Is Here Again

It is Here Again By BJ Welsh It’s raining and raining as requested The thought I’ve just really digested Watching and staring as the raindrops fall Who do you think would miss me after all? I sit and wonder without nary an expression Days pass to weeks with only further digression Time it seems is not on my side The rain I pray will never ever hide Rain used to be such a welcome sight To clean the earth from dirt and its’ blight Now I look for only grey clouded skies Matching the look and sadness in my eyes The rain it seems must never ever end For which it is my only dearest friend I seek it out with such joy and delight Watching and waiting sometimes all night The rain’s come again to see me through This life of misery is well past due It’s soothing and a welcome pleasure too For which I have but very few Tomorrow is another day for rain? I can only hope I’m still here and sane To live to see it is but a dream I’m not long for this world, or so it would seem