I set out for a walk this morning,
And almost didn’t go.
It was raining, hard,
I never was one for rain, you know.
Then I remembered about the ducks,
And how they love to play,
Underneath the drenching rain,
As if it were a sunny day.
Because of the ducks,
I thought of you,
And though it’s been six years,
Today the pain feels new.
So off I went, to see the ducks,
And as I got soaked through,
The rain, you know, it seemed just right,
As if the whole world cried for you.
Duck image courtesy of Michael W. May on Flickr.