Sunday, August 7, 2011

A Rainy Day

I found this poem written a while back. I know it is about my late brother, but I share it because the sentiments could be universal.

A Rainy Day
Since I was a kid
He told me
With a big smile
He could fix them
Rainy days, that is
I believed him
I believed the smile
I can't remember the year
Maybe the year the smile went away
Then he looked at me
Like I was expected to fix
The rainy days, that is
But I couldn't fix them either
I kept my smile--his smile
It was all that I had left.

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