As I step out into the world, The gentle sky greets me With a shower of well-placed Drops of life. The atmosphere is pleasing. A great day for a walk. The air is cool; its winter. Nothing is more welcoming Than the sounds of rain Dancing all around me. While walking along The hills we call home, I notice what winter has done to my breath. My soul escapes with my breath, Yearning for the rain. The moon peeks through the clouds Hoping to catch my attention. Its beautiful gaze Guides me through the night, On the path to the way home. What could be more pleasing? The air is cool, it’s winter, The night is young and it’s raining. What could complete this Walk in the rain? Warmth. Its cold and I walk alone. Nothing could complete this walk But the comfort of that warmth Entwined in my fingers. A walk in the rain is perfect Only if your hand is holding mine.
