Rainy Days

rainy days

lead to contemplation

of past times

reminiscing distant dreams

of our lives

that have been spent

but renew again

we are sometimes left in wonder

of times long ago

which become our past

a score is settled

and those debts paid

and our dues

brought about a replacement

of what has been rendered

when the sun fades

when the sun fades

signals the end of day

night makes an appearance

the shapes of the clouds disappear

replaced by the stars

the light of the moon across the sky

tells of stories of the sun

as the trees sway in the breeze

the animals come out to hunt

their shadows dancing across the ground

pursuing the right to dominate the nightlife 

flying ducks

flying ducks

over the sea

like arrows

parting the skies

they know where they are going

we should follow them

to distant lands

there we shall have another life together

a dream to unfold

a beacon of hope

where we all rejoice

at last we have found our home