A/N: For Pen (Explosive_Pen) because she rocks! And help will be much appreciated.
Watch it pouring down --
hear it.
Drops of cold, sweet water
what some may call heaven’s tears.
Can you catch it?
Kiss it! Or it will melt by the grass
into it’s warm cradle
of pure and innocent delight.
Smell it! The soft Spring,
trap it in your bare hands,
and rejoice in happiness.
Can you hear it?
The sound of a crying heart,
beating with the rain;
It will pass.
Smell the fresh watered grass,
the smell of a new day.
Can you see it now?
The clouds have driven away.
Feel the sun kiss your skin,
like the memory of the fallen rain.
