Walking in the Rain

I saw a woman walking, In the rain one day.She hadn’t an umbrella, As she went along her way.When the sun came out, I saw not hide nor hair,But when the sky turned gray, She was always there.I wondered at her actions, And so I asked her why.She said, “On rainy days, No one can see me cry.“I wanted for so long,” she said, “To speak, but never dared;Wanting not to be a burden, I thought that no one cared.”As we walked along, Our conversation grew.She shared with me her story, Until the sun shone through.She hardly even noticed, The sky o’erhead had brightened,And as she poured her soul, Her mood also had heightened.The next time that you see someone, Walking in the rain,They may need you to listen, To take away their pain.For all the hurt and heartache, Stored up over the years,Cannot be washed away, By raindrops or with tears.Not everyone may have, A sister or a mother.Show compassion for your neighbor; Be kind to one another.

Copyright © 2021 Brandon Ellrich