A.V

Season's first rain, Petrichor's delight,   Pitter patter echoes through the night.   Fogs on the glass, breaths we share,   Feet rub mud, with grit and care.   Umbrellas bloom, a rainbow bright,   Memories flood in with the sight. Green trees, dustless, fresh and new,   Little ponds where insects brew.   Reflecting worlds, a mirrored view,   Wet clothes cling, heavy too.   Shoulders sag, the weight we bear,   Dark bags like clouds, full of despair. Tears, fall freely, in the rain,   No one sees your silent pain.   Flashbacks hit, a familiar ache,   Thunder roars, hearts that break.   Oh child, release your silent cries,   No one sees through rainy skies. A.V