Soft Rain In The City. Poem by Dietra Reid

Rainy days, gloomy days but not today.It was a soft most covering Baltimore City today.
With the city still asleep.Soft drops have it a mother's
sweet lullabye.
"Bush little baby, it's allright.' says the raindrop.
Light drops neither cold not hot.But tender.
City streets neither slick not flooded.
A softness to skyscrsppers, traffic lightx, people in
sleeping bags on concrete ground, and the sometimes
harshness of city living.
Maybe a reminder to us all that sotness, compassion, and
tenderness are sometimes the jewels of life that are at
the least expected places.