NEW POETIC ORDER

Dear Old Rainy Days,

Where have you gone? 

I miss how we used to laugh and play together, how we used to be alone together, just you,

just me.

Even though you rained so much that it became hard to keep my head above the water to breath,

Now you’ve gone I don’t know what to do, I have no dying fear from drowning, no beats of raindrops to dance to.

The land is dry here, you’ve gone away and stripped me bare of all the things I knew.

Come back? 

Dear old rainy days, come back.