Rainy Days

I don’t know why I feel so down and bad,
It’s just that rainy days make me so sad.
Rainy days that take away all the fun,
Take it all, even light from the sun.

And I cry, yet the tears are washed away.
Afraid of what’s in store for me today.
Bitter reprises, stinging memories,
Have come now to rend me to pieces.

And as those burning drops fall on my cheek,
I ask myself of what I truly seek.
For once is fine, twice would be so foolish,
And thrice’s just too much to even finish.

Rainy days, they come, then they go anon,
And soon shall come glorious sunshine at dawn.
When it’s all over, I’ll see the rainbow
Giving me hope to stand once more and grow.

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