I am cold, I am needed And I'm often times annoying.
I love singing in the rain. I love walking in the rain. I love driving in the rain. I am calm. The rain is calm.
I follow the rain. I hate climbing hills and paths. I am always going down, Sometimes trickling along, Sometimes I am a force that takes the surrounding earth by storm.
Everything seems brighter after it rains. Greener greens and grayer grays.
I hate the sun, And I feel like you would have loved it. My beautiful boy. And I'm sorry that you never got to see it. I wish I could have carried you to it. I'm sorry you only got to feel my rain. I hope it was enough for you.