I sat on the bus home
and saw raindrops batting on the window
the sky was weeping
finally. after days of sunshine.
Seems like what goes up must come down.
Water vapour rises and falls
back to earth as rain
like all things that go around.
The trees and umbrellas bent from the storm
as though the last line of defence went down.
The people yelp when rain hit them,
but isn’t it just water?
