RAIN washes away the pain.
rain the drops to purify.
the downpour giving way to a clear blue sky.
how about the reign of a king?
how nice after the rain do birds sing.
perfecting life’s treasures.
many are life’s simple pleasures.
heroes and heroines move about the town.
during the rain they hold the innocent down.
round and round the banks do rivers flow.
from the rain the crests grow.
I know about hard days.
but I know the storm has passed because there are no more reigns.