RAINY – DAY BLUES

Pitter patter, sound of laughter,
The earth soaks, in cold water.
Brings to life a hidden frame,
A fond word spoken or a hooting train.

Plummeting down, a falling song,
While helpless trees, swing along.
Walk the road or ride your dreams,
By murky pools or lucid streams.

Oh! Hear the merciful angel sing,
To greet the return of the King.
Back to sate, the ocean and land,
A parched throat or an empty hand.

And as the sun sets beyond the hill,
Is heaven lost or is it raining still?
Pitter patter, sound of laughter,
The earth soaks in cold water.