It's morning. I wake up from a dream and hear someone knocking on a window. I get up and look. The desire to see a dear face turns into disappointment. It's just boring rain. Disappointed I go back to bed. Another rainy day. This little time that may be going out has failed me. I have to choose between playing at home with my sister and watching my favorite series. Maybe I'll read something nice to cheer me up and distract me from this ugly and gloomy rainy day. I would rather stay in a warm bed listening to the pounding rain until it gets me to sleep. Imagining how the raindrops in my ring replaced the sun's rays, slowly sinking back into sleep. One thing is for sure, I don’t like rain and rainy days.
Again I hear the pounding of that damn rain. I get out of bed because the big drops of rain pounding on my window have woken me up again. I put on my puffy slippers and head to the terrace to see if people can make use of this rainy day. Some made it, put on their boots and take umbrellas.
Maybe the rain is not so bad. Rain droplets look gorgeous in photos. When I look in the raindrop I can see myself. In this drop, I see the beautiful spring days that are just coming because this is the first spring rain that just wants to tell us that the most beautiful spring days will ever come.
