Life is like a landscape
The rolling hills and cliffs
the ups and downs
the high hopes
that always get dropped
they shatter and
fall into the ocean
And the ocean kisses the shore
and the shore sends it away
and it returns again
And the trees and plants
grow new life
new friends and family
but trees and plants die
eventually
and they return to dirt
which is built up over the years
like layers
and it learns that
not everyone is kind
and sometimes it gets walked on
But on special days it rains
and the water washes away
some of those layers
and the ground feels refreshed
So I like rainy days