Tag Archive | Holding hands

What is rain I wonder…

What is rain, you wonder?

Is it just water pouring in seeping in..

Is it the sky crying in weeping in..

Is it happy, is it sad?

Is it good, is it bad?

Happy, you say…

for the kids making ships,

for the lovers holding hands,

for the youth playing frisbee,

for the artist writing a song,

for the flower which just bloomed..

Sad, is it not?

for the farmer who lost a crop,

for the guy who has no home…

for the family whose house fell down,

for the man whose family drowned..

What is rain..I wonder.