Poem: The Smell of Rain

When the sky releases I am forced to reminisce. I’m writing this on a chilly rainy day, with the windows open and the constant ting from the metal roof. Maybe I’m overcome with emotion from a romantic comedy or one of my own experience. A story of loving and letting go, a cycle between the clouds and the sky since the beginning of time. Does this poetic story remind you of a past love? Maybe we all can learn how to love in the rains embrace.