Taste the Rain

A Poem by Jenni Bailey

I call out to you almost daily
It’s me: Jenni Bailey
As I cry
Trying to wipe my eyes dry

Thinking I’m going empty
Nope…still crying plenty
I cry on sunny days, rainy days
When do Your Tears come out to play?

Only when it rains, right?
Hearing the rain…good night!
I taste it when I get a chance
Your Tears…Yummy…It’s time to dance

I know the rain is Your Tears…I love it
I let Your Tears pour where I sit
I look up to the sky
I never ask ”What’s up with the Big Guy?”

How does it feel to pour and pour?
I used to call You my Lord
I’m not coming to help
Keep it to Yourself!

As long as I’m calling
And crying so hard, I’m bawling
I will look up and smile ”I see Your pain”
As I open up to taste the rain