Rainy
Days & Memories
As the water
hits on the window pane
I look out to
see the open field,
Ping, pong, the
signal of the forceful rain.
Leaving plenty
of time to rack your brain
Though memories
are often placed on yield,
As the water
hits on the window pane.
Reminisce on
the sunny days in Maine
Go back to a
place that serves as a shield,
Ping, pong, the
signal of the forceful rain.
Echoes evolve from
the outside drain
Patterns of
sounds that are now revealed,
As the water
hits on the window pane.
Sit back and
relax try not to complain
Days like these
can turn into battlefields,
Ping, pong, the
signal of the forceful rain.
So embrace this
day no need to explain
Just allow your
soul to be clean and healed,
As the water
hits the window pane
Ping, pong, the
signal of the forceful rain.