There's a serenity to rain
it takes me back to a different time
when rain was just rain
no deep underlying meaning for it
I walk along the streets of the city
wait by the fountain full of big fish
and my mom holds the umbrella
as we walk side by side
Just me and her
in a land far away from here
I ask her questions, curious
I don't always understand her answers
It's funny how a little raindrop
can hold so many memories
Or perhaps, rain is just rain
And it's us that never forgets, holding on far too long.