The Rain
Some people dismiss the rain
For its lashings
Its beaten track of tears
But don't they see
Its trying to clear our minds
Put at rest today's new fears
On the pavements
Uncertainty seeps into every crack
People begin to grow in their despise
When you are comfortable
With the long sights of society
The rain has tears in its eyes
It wants to wash away the picture
Make things genuine
Awash the world with a fresh view
Don't you see
When the rain washes down
It does nothing but help you
Who hasn't ran through its torrent
Smiled as its fingers
Ran through your hair and touched your face
Please believe me
Those delicate droplets of gentle force
Are your saving saving grace
Copyright © Jo Hayton | Year Posted 2009
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