A Rainy Day Poem by Andrew W.K. Yip

A rainy day - Andrew W.K. Yip

A rainy day.
We kissed in pouring rain.
Memories of that kiss had not drifted away,
Though the wreckage of dreams remain.

My thoughts and hopes still cling to the stormy day -
When gusts of wind blow wild on a rainy day.
But fate is fickle, like rain;
One moment it's pounding or blast; next with a gentle breeze again.
Into our life there'll be down-pour, and some rain must fall.
How a life drenched away can quickly renew or re-start is a moot question for all.