Rain and Drizzle
Out my window I can see the rain fall
I can see across the river to the hill far away
Where the rain doesn’t fall
It drizzles
Drizzle is a poor man’s rain
Not really falling or refreshing the earth
But adding moisture to each breath you take
Muggy is drizzle and I will have it not
Rain cleans
Drizzle dampens
Drops refresh the soul, sleep in it to be reborn
Mist cakes your body like a mummy’s wrap
I will take rain any day
Over Drizzle
I’m not stupid
Sunny is much better
