Echoes of the Rain

The drizzling rain reminds me
Of the green grass laden with dew
When I strolled on it with you.

And when it pours
With a constant pitter patter, I remember
Our conversations over hot tea and fritters.

When a storm rages with raindrops like whiplashes,
And the forked lightning crackles and flashes,
Bringing to life scary monsters in the darkness,
I reminisce the comfort of your warm embrace.

There are other people I’ve come across, too.
But the rain forever reminds me of – you.