Rainy Days

On rainy days, I find myself lost in a reverie reminiscing...

I think of times when the clouds didn’t hold tons and tons of cold, gloomy precipitation,

But instead, the clouds hid behind the horizon and bright hot sunbeams,

Scanned the earth below,

I remember times when the fog wasn’t so thick that we couldn’t drive,

But of times when you could see the curve of the planet along the oceanic shore,

I imagine times of lying with you on the beach as my skin slowly,

Started to scorch under the intense sun above,

I picture moments of walking hand in hand with our feet in the cold water,

Coming up in waves along the shoreline,

Searching for cool rocks, shells, or sea glass,

These thoughts keep me warm on rainy days.