Rainy Day

For some reasons I do not yet understand,  I have always been drawn to rainy days. It is indeed a pain bringing a child to school when the rain pours down as I carry a 2 year old and an umbrella on the other hand. But it delights me. The feel…the sound…the cloudy and gloomy skies. I love everything about it. When it is pouring down, I feel cozier.My mind relaxed. As I sip my beloved coffee on a rainy day.

Thoughts On A Rainy Day

The life before me, I will never truly understand.

Stories, books, photos, music, they just give me a glimpse of how it was in the past

But still, I will always be a stranger

The life after I die, I will never get to  know

I will leave my stories and pictures for the future to see

But I will always be a stranger to them

They will never fully understand

My life now is mine

This is the only time I fully comprehend

This is mine