Lost In Thoughts Poem by Bethany Taite

Lost in thought, as rain pours down, Drowning in my mind's deep sound, Each drop a whisper, a gentle plea, To set my restless soul free.

The world around me fades away, Lost in the gray of a rainy day, Memories dance in the stormy mist, A symphony of longing, of what I missed.

But as the rain continues to fall, I find solace in its soothing call, Each drop a tear, a cleansing sigh, Washing away my fears, my cry.

Lost in thought, as rain pours down, I find clarity in the silent sound, A moment of peace in the storm's embrace, A fleeting escape, a gentle grace.