Gentle whispers fall from the sky,
Each droplet a story, a memory gone by.
The rain sings softly, a lullaby so sweet,
Washing away sorrows beneath our feet.

In the stillness, the world seems to pause,
Listening to the rain’s gentle applause.
It dances on rooftops, it kisses the trees,
Bringing with it a symphony, a gentle breeze.

Beneath the clouds, we find a quiet peace,
As the rain’s embrace offers a soft release.
Dreams awaken with each silver strand,
Painting visions across the land.

The rain departs, leaving a freshened earth,
And with it, a sense of renewed rebirth.
Memories linger in the glistening dew,
A testament to the moments we once knew.