Rainy Days


Rainy days make for dreaming

when the skies are gray

then I have to say

that memories come back to me

while I walk back in time

to the places and see the faces

from a time so long ago

so that I don’t get blue

I’m always smiling

because in my mind I see you

in the city neon lights reflected

like glowing jewels

in the rain puddles along the way

when storm clouds fill the sky

but in the world I enter

the sun never goes away

rainy country roads

strolling as the raindrops fall

somewhere high up in a pine

a lone bird calls

taking away all my cares and worries

bringing back the carefree days

of childhood and youth

knowing that however soon

the skies will clear up

while a  colorful rainbow makes a bridge

spending my time

with songs of yesterday

and words that will stay in my heart

forever and a day


About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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