Rain, friend or foe?
Mar 26, 2023
Rain is crashing down. Thunder is lighting up the sky. It’s as cold as a glacier and I am a resting in bed.
Rain feels so cold…
Rain feels so fierce…
But really, she’s a friend.
When I cry in the night, scared of the dark, she cries along with me, shedding a flood of tears.
When I imagine her face, I see a comforting glow, a bright, kind smile. Her eyes are grey clouds waiting to dampen up.
Rain shows tough love, but it is love, nevertheless. She shows darkness, but isn’t darkness shading you from the scorching sun?
