Rain Rain

Rain rain come today, wash all my cares away. Let me forget the sins of yesterday, Rain rain come today.

The rain pours down upon my face, comforting me with its cool embrace.

            Rain poured down from the heavens and wind whipped through the trees. Sam sat by the large window in the living room, staring outside, mesmerized by the rain. To him, rain was dramatic, it changed the way the neighborhood looked, it changed the smell in the air and it always brought a refreshing cool breeze with it. Sam stared out at the rain, wishing he could go outside. He wanted nothing more than to be right there in the middle of it all every time it rained.

            Sam was always sick, at least as long as he could remember. So not only did he have to deal with normal parental restrictions of not going out in the rain or playing in the mud, he also had the extra worry that kept him from doing other fun things, like running around, or playing outside all day. Sam started into a coughing fit. Pain struck through his head and chest. His cat Kuro ran to his side and began to purr frantically to comfort the small boy. Sam stared out at the rain, loving the sound, smell and sight of it all. The gentle sound of raindrops falling on the roof mixed with Kuro purring lulled Sam into a relaxed state.

            So many people complain about the rain. It makes driving difficult sometimes and if your clothes get soaked it can ruin the rest of your day, but to a small child staring outside at the majesty of nature, none of that mattered. On his worst days and sickest nights Sam would hold onto Kuro and imagine the sound of rain outside. Even as Sam grew older, he loved rain. He couldn’t describe it and many people didn’t understand, but that wasn’t important. It didn’t change his love for rain or the glee he felt every time he heard a crackle of thunder or a sprinkling of raindrops.