Raining outside, coming down to cleans everything it touches.
Thundering, shadowing away the rays of light and day.
Furious, in it passions to be felt and seen.
As I stand within my garage cover in splendid dream.
Each tiny rain drop, thats me and you.
Everyone different, everyone so new.
Failing into this place we live, only wanting to give.
Sharing its everything just for us to have known it once.
Its birth made in the clouds that we look to and dream.
Then sent crashing down on us to renew.
One tiny drop, combined with so many others.
All washing away the charred remnants of debre left behind.
This cleansing, like that of refreshing our souls.
Through a friends help or a family get together.
This spirit of new,,this body of caring.
Falling ever so hard and steady, each preparing.
Rushing, mixing, all together on this world.
Racing, raging at every street curb, and streaming along.
Going away, never to be seen again or felt anew.
This rain, like us all, time spent here, helping
enlightening, growing, and then one day.
Like that one rain drop, we descend back into our nothings.

beautiful!! but, remember, that raindrop...it continues to nourish and give life, even once it's no longer seen.

very cool....missing your family already, huh?

as its leaves our view,,it carries still its values to serve
as do all of one lifes treasured memories of another..
Very true Bastet,,and thanks for reading this,,

Nope,,,just missing ME,,wink, Thanks for your kind read and words,,Dancer,

Hey, I really liked reading that. Thanks for writing it.

Well Thank you Rainbow Trout,,,and thank you for taking the
time to read this and your kind words here....

oh {{Terry}}.. you always take me on such a visual & emotional journey with each write.. you are so gifted.. and we, the readers , so blessed

YOU ALWAYS make me feel ya girl...Thank you so much for being (((((((YOU))))))),,,your WORDS are NEVER forgotten..