Morning Rain

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Raining heavily, this quiet Monday begins abnormally slow

Foregoing my usual morning walk, creating a tranquil flow

 

Drinking the day’s first cup of coffee, feeling absolutely fine

Enjoying the calmness and gray skies, for yet another time

 

Reading from the Bible, reflecting on God-inspired devotions

Feeling relaxed and silently focused, without much emotion

 

Listening to favorite old songs, tuning up a heartfelt smile

Realizing that my bike waits again, for some indoor miles

 

Praying to the Lord that my family enjoys a great day

Knowing that He will bring them peace along the way

 

Editing some poetry lines, now looking nearly ready to post

Searching for another thought, crafting words which boast

 

Appreciating another morning, more than ever before

Absorbing it into my soul, feeling delightfully restored

 

Looking forward to tomorrow morning, whatever it brings

Facing a day flowing with rain, lifting up this heart to sing

 

 

Nighttime Rain

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Lying wide awake during a lonely, rainy night

Hearing the moisture-rich drops taking flight

 

Trying to return to a dreamy sleep, without much pause

Failing because of music, those steady drops will cause

 

Remembering Eddie Rabbitt’s song of a beautiful sight

Declaring once again, he truly loves another rainy night

 

Imagining each rainy drop bouncing about

Wetting the ground with its showery clout

 

Rolling eyes over walls of a darkened room

Realizing morning light will arrive very soon

 

Recalling rainy mirages, memories hidden in the past

Hoping this precious rain shower will continue to last

 

Thinking of growing puddles, continuing to flow about

Watching rapid flash flooding, with creeks spilling out

 

Driving down a wet, shiny road with lights burning bright

Blinding radiance bounces back to impair one’s eyesight

 

Wondering where seldom-used umbrella went

Requiring it now, despite being twisted and bent

 

Smelling the soft fragrance of a summer rain

Realizing its sweet fullness will slowly wane

 

Allowing the steady patter of rain to sing

Falling asleep before the new day brings

 

Dreaming of future adventures in a drizzle so wet

Knowing it will offer more than anything seen yet