On rainy days
The storm outside rages
Wind bending the stoic trees
On rainy days
Your busy world succumbs
Everything slowing to a crawl
On rainy days
The storm inside quiets
Nature reminds our minds to whist
On rainy days
She washes the streets
No people with their thoughts
On rainy days
We are excused
To sip a tea guiltlessly
Signal Fires 