Rain

Rain pours from the gutter outside
As the veg starts to boil
I open up the window
To clear the kitchin of steam
As the window clears
I can see the rain falling
On to the trees and bushes outside
I dont know whyy
It maybe the ever greying sky
But everything looks so green
Everything looks so fresh
Amunst the pan's bubbles
I can hear the rain hitting the street
Forming pools to change the sound
Changing the harshness
To something so carm and relaxing
To remind me how good life can be.