As the Rain Falls
Fast and thick it comes in sheets
Its sound is the same as tiny feet
Dust to mud, calm to thunder
Metal and wood we hide under

Curtains drawn and shutters closed
Most on a rainy day take repose
At my window I stand tall
My greatest joy is watching rain fall

Thick clouds mask the sky’s blue smile
Lightening rages, the calm’s defiled
Each new drop has its own story
But no one listens, they only worry

In a world so cheap and broken
From the TV’s glare we can’t be awoken

We think nature has nothing new to bring Still the rain falls, replenishing everything

Haley Valentine

34” x 26 ½”
Created with commercial cotton and linen; machine quilted with metallic thread.