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