I Love the Rain
It's a rainy day in Texas, drops are falling all around,
the plants are taking notice as it soaks into the ground.
It cools me as I sit upon my porch and watch it fall,
my mind goes back to childhood days like this - we had a ball.
We'd run between the drops and splash in puddles to our knees,
and Mom would let us do it - she loved watching us run free.
Sadly, those times are over now and Mom's been gone for years,
I bet if I could ask her she'd recall those days with tears.
My body's old and painful now and running would be tough,
the drops would hit me anyway - I wouldn't be fast enough.
So I'll just sit here thinking about Mom - resting peaceful up above,
and remember how we both would look at rainy days with love.
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