“The Rain Fell for Him”

None of us expected the rain

None of us wanted to get wet

But when the rain came

It came, and it came strong

And we weren’t prepared

We weren’t ready for anything that happened that day

We cried, and held each other 

We held each other the way old friends might

We held hands as the rain poured

And the music played 

He and all the angels looked down on us

Knowing we were oblivious

And stuck in our ways

Grieving, even though that’s not what he wanted

We watched the rain fall that night

But we felt the clouds coming that morning

And now we’re mourning

One day the sky will be blue again

But the color will never look the same

One day we will smile again. But we will never be the same

– Robert Owens, 2/6/20