Rain

Bitter woes for some, A blessing for others.

The rain ellicit emotions.

Some are reminded of their first kiss,

The others, their cry after losing a loved one.

It destroys but it also blesses us with new life.

People are puzzled why I love the rain.

It was when my first kiss happened.

It was when I encountered my first fight with my lover.

It was when I first made love with someone important to me.

It was when I cried so hard after a favorite pet died.

It was when I found the job that made me so happy.

Rain is not that bad. 

It’s a blessing to those who needed cleansing.

It’s for the thirsty souls searching for quenching.

It’s the pitter patter of relaxation when stress sets in.

It’s a love hate relationship.

After the rain, we see the promising clear skies.

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