Dancing in the Rain

As I was dancing in the rain

The thunder was my music,

And to represent my pain

Was the lightning, so sporadic.

The rain provided rhythm,

And the wind caused me to sway.

The puddles rose and with them

Was my hope not far away.

For sometimes scarce was the lightning,

Almost as if it wasn’t there.

But other times it was so frightening

All I could do was stare.

But in the back of my mind I knew,

No matter how violent the storm,

The wind would soon be blowing through,

And the pain would soon be gone.

So I’ll continue to dance in the rain,

And maybe sing a song or two.

It doesn’t matter what they’ll say

Because I know I will get through.