Those Smiling Faces…

The hits they keep on coming!

Life I suppose works this way…

But I’ve seen others happy,

Their fruits are ripe,

Their suns come to stay.

Rain seems fair for me, I guess –

It has its share of dark peace –

And, in stranger times,

Water brings so much release!

But, puddles form muck;

Falls happen; and infections;

And, most times, I resent

Most of all my reflections.

I’ve seen people hope and smile,

I know I mock them with sneers;

I wonder if my mind will choose

To accept the wishes my heart hears.

Loss and life seem intertwined;

I have made my peace with rain;

But those smiling faces and suns

Keep mocking me again and again.