Hardest to say the simplest of words
things all start to fade
waiting for something to carry
me away.
Rainbows and teardrops both bring a whisper
it always seems to be
lost in a whirlwind of heartaches
for me.
Why does the thunder
wash away all of this pain?
Bringing the sweetest of laughter
there's something about the rain.
Now I can see through eyes filled with sorrow
I must first believe
hitching my words on a kite tail
of dreams.
Somewhere a future, a brighter tomorrow
waiting there for me
stretching this smile to forever
it seems.
Why does the thunder
wash away all of this pain?
Bringing the sweetest of laughter
there's something about the rain.
There is just something about the rain, I adored this piece....as I do you....much enjoyed....Hugs Poe