I smile when it rains

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I was drinking coffee with a friend on a dreary Tuesday 

He commented on the weather and how it was the best hazy day he's had in awhile 

I told him I used to feel sad when it rained because I thought the rain made everyone solem 

But then I met a man who loved the rain and said he was happiest when the sky was encapsulated by clouds

Now every time it rains I think of this man happy in his bed 

Protected by a bounty of blankets and the pitter patter of rain on his roof 

He changed my perspective so swiftly on a sulky Sunday 

And Sunday turned to Monday and every Day after that, if I see a rain cloud it doesn't shift my smile, it lifts my spirits.