Sometimes.

Sometimes.

Sometimes,
When it’s raining,
I don’t want to get wet.
I have to keep my spirit dry,
And yet…

Sometimes,
When it’s raining,
I love to soak it up,
And feel the moisture drench my soul,
So that…

Always,
When it’s raining,
My spirit fights my soul,
And I sit back and let them spar.
Oh yes…

Always,
When it’s raining,
I have to be prepared,
For this great battle that flares up,
So that…

Sometimes,
When it’s raining…