It could be gentle as the flow of water in the stream. It could be harsh as the waves in the ocean.
As enchanting as the dawn and as mystery as the night itself.
It is one of my favorite events.
I have many memories with rain.
Rain teaches me how to be strong when I have to go through hardship.
Rain teaches me how to be gentle when everything was against me.
Rain teaches me how to be calm when everything is upside down.
Honestly, Rain is my life.
The tiny raindrops on my face and body keeps me happy and content. To me, rain has healing powers. It keeps me strong, happy and calm.
Rain keeps the memories of my late father. He loves the rain. As much as I do. He loves water as much as I do.
That is why I love rain. I love to play in the rain. It helps me to remember all the sweetest thing that we had done together. How he scolded me for being ignorant. How he nursed me when i was sick. How he cared for me.
Seriously, I do miss him.
Rain, please keep all the memories in your gentle raindrops. i would love to remember it as long as I live.
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