The Rains

Water droplets dripping slow

the cloudy bleary sky

Just a drop of golden sun

Glowing by the side.

The silver drops of gentle rain

And the chill breeze flowing by

And  I sit and think of you

And smile a smile inside.

I see bright umbrellas

Bobbing  up and down the roads.

And  a  little paper fire

Warming some weary souls

Now the cruel rain

Relentlessly pours

I still sit and think of you

And I smile some more.

A piping cup of coffee

Is sitting right by my knee

And there is a football game

Running on TV

The pouring rain has gentled down

To a drizzle , thankfully

And I smile at the craziness

That has become me.

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