As It Falls

I am not one that's bothered by rain. The way it pelts the roof and the sound it creates are magic. I imagine the drops of water splashing on leaves, streets and colorful raincoats, forming puddles that reflect the sky. And though it usually keeps me home couched somewhere near the window, away from errands to be done outside, I do not mind. I keep still and listen to it slow down the world and see how it dims the sun, allowing for some time to look back on everything that brings forth a smile.