It rained today, so of course I wrote a song about it. Do you love rain as much as I do?

It rains and I remember
Some part of me I left behind.
It pats the tender the soil tender
In the garden of my mind.

Rain, old friend.
Life, growth, peace, come near me.

My soul breathes deep of memories,
Some still yet to come.
Yet vivid they draw near me,
As down the roof the raindrops run.

Rain, old friend.
Rain, old friend.
Rain, old friend.
Rain, peace, growth come near me.

There is some solemn magic
That the cool wind rushes in.
A spell clean, fair and tragic,
That crawls beneath my skin.

Rain, old friend,
Come again.


3 thoughts on “Rain

  1. I have begun to faithfully follow your Mom and sister’s blog this past year. It is so amazing how your Mom’s seems to know exactly what I need — sometimes daily! And I so love your sister’s gift of language. And now, here you are showing yout gifts as well. The countenance of both you and your sister is most telling re: what has been going on inside — all these formative years. Such beauty that radiates from within — “visage” — as the French would say. So encouraging to watch you both still growing up. Thank you for sharing your heart and gifts.

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