Rain

This poem came to me one day while I was watching it rain, and listening to the radio. It is very true in our lives that we must choose for ourselves how to live, and which song to sing, be it happy or sad. I like to think I choose to sing a happy song, of life and laughter. But, of course, sometimes life chooses for us also.

I can hear the rain
Softly falling down

each drop a symphony of sound

It Makes me think
About what a feel inside

It can sound just like a sad song with a slow beat

the kind that makes me daydream

and feel sad and sigh

as I think of what might of been or could be in my life

Or maybe it is a happy song that brings back sweet memories

tender thoughts and special smiles

thinking of someone who makes my heart beat faster

and my laughter ring with happiness and joy

Or maybe it is a love song

with sweet and soft lyrics

tender, romantic and sensual

that makes me think of dancing in the rain

I need to decide which song

is the one I’m hearing

which music soothes my soul

and which song I want to sing along with

Sometimes, I have to choose a song

and sometimes the song just chooses me.