When It Rain
You must remember when the skies open up and it rains.
I believe that rain is all the tears of those who one way or another we had to leave behind,
I also believe that there are holes in the floor of heaven to let those tears fall to earth to cleanse those who are grieving,and those who are grieved for and missed.
After a hard soaking rain have you ever noticed how much fresher everything smells
and how the flowers and birds show themselves.
It’s the same way I feel after I cry;
Refreshed and alive.
By Audrey Wilmot
Dedicated. To my dearest friend in heaven Harry Hank Howlett