the rain comes down.
To make her smile when the thunder booms and the lightning destroys and
the Rain comes down.
the Rain comes down.
the Rain comes down.
he's still there
still staring deep into the eyes he cherishes
still giving her hope
still giving her a rock to cling to
still picking her up every morning and lightly kissing her nose as the sun kisses the sky
he is the reason she can find strength within herself
he is the shelter through the storm
not because it's easy
but because he loves her.
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