Rain on my cheeks

The rain is falling outside
Soft drops of rain are gently cleansing the earth an promising a bright tommorow full of a shining sun and sprouting buds.
The rain is falling
just as my tears silently fall
as they slide their way out of my soul and try to wash away the pain I feel.
They attempt to leave a trail of sweet relief.
So maybe rainy days aren't so bad.
Besides, God always lets the sunshine after the rain.
Whether its the next day, or the day after