before the a.m ends

when rain comes

I love the sound of rain
it is loud, but a sweet noise to hear
a soft lullaby to calm troubled heart
and to fill the empty silence

I love the way rain falls gently
when the drops touch my skin
cascading down and down
like tears that running off my cheeks

I love it when rain comes
witnessing how the brights gone
find blessing in heavenly grays
cause home is nowhere