Graceful Tears

Liv, 8th - Oakland, CA
The clouds a dreamy shade of grey
They drop hit the ground like
Pop rocks
Cracklings when they fall

This peaceful serenity
I only get to experience once in a while
Sometimes it drizzles
Sometimes it sprinkles
Sometimes it pours
Any way it rains it’s beautiful 

Everything stops
The sky crying
But never of sadness
Always of grace
And love
Something the entire world needs

California drivers can’t stand the rain
So it’s quiet on the street
No pedestrians either
California citizens can’t stand to get wet
But not this one

Drops trickling down the window 
Following the trail of the other drops
Giving the flowers something to drink
And the trees
And the fruits
And veggies

So rare for it to rain here
Where we can just pause 
And breathe
Fresh crisp air
My lungs just love
My raincoats wet and cold
But I’m warm
And a maybe a bit wet
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Filled with happiness 
Just me and the rain
Dancing hand in hand
By ourselves
Gracefully.