Rain, Rain, Come and Stay

Sticky note poem writing, with the scent of rain sneaking in.

That smell of the rain

that came

to wash away

the heat of the day.

Just when you were

hiding

all of your shame,

hidden so far away

from the light of day.

When things are gray

sometimes it is such relief,

such relief

from yourself,

from your pain.

Come, you pouring rain.