I Love The Rain Poem by Tony Adah

I Love The Rain



I love the rain
It patters on my window pane
And leaves me half alive
From death's second self
It makes me remember my dreams
The ones I was losing fast
Coming back to my head
For the next day to crack.
I love the rains
It comes at the nick of time
When the ground is getting hard
And the crops shrivel
Like tobacco leaves in harmattan.
When it comes and the ground softens
Like gruel in a steaming pot.
I love the rain
It comes and splatters on
Old and young, sane and the insane
Short and tall, rich and poor
It gives soft and hard ground
Equal measures,
How I wish we behave like it
Pour and rain our love
Without discrimination on every heart

Saturday, July 9, 2016
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