Rain! Pain! Gain?
RAIN! PAIN! GAIN?
Sitting at my dining table, fingers tapping computer keys
Talking to my love, of days unlike these
Some memories brings back so much pain
From these pains there is much to gain.
“It is raining here my love“, I said
“It is sunny here”, he says. I thought, red
Yes! Red! Sun and rain feeds the ground
Red roses bloom so lovers found
Loves gain from memories mingled with pain
Maturity. Not going backward, but forward for what remain
Pitter patter of the rain, sun shines bright
Wrapped in your arms will be my delight
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