Rain...
The walls of the
old stone house
were darkened
by the rain .
The old stones
of the old house
were dark gray
from the rain .
The sky is gray.
Buildings are
gray in color .
The roads
turned gray.
Even the mood is
somewhat gray.
I remember when
I had a yellow
raincoat and
you had
yellow rubber boots.
And we had
so much fun walking
in the rain.
And people
who happened to see
us would smile
and say to us :
"Oh, how sunny you are".
I look out
the window
and remember the good
times of my life.
Now we are too
serious and grown-
up to wear
a yellow raincoat
and yellow
rubber boots,
but in gray rainy
weather it
is so uplifting.
Thoughts in the rain
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