No Rain. No Water. No Life.

Rain Exploration. Rain Celebration. Rain Appreciation.

"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky."

The rain is sweet music to my ears.

Rain unlocks such passion. It's something other than air pressing around you. It's a rhythm other than the beating heart. When you feel something other than a hand running down your leg, both soft but one more delicate than the other....wow, this picture is breathtaking
Brianna Mikayle Williams

Read the awesome story of the baby born in the rain.

Rain

by Meghan Flood

I sit here thinking alone in the rain,
thinking of my sorrow, misery, and pain.
I sit here listening to the thunder crashing down,
knowing my life is better when you’re around.

As I sit here watching the storm roll on,
all I think about is you, and how you are gone.
As I look at the dark clouds above,
I sit here and wonder whom you’re thinking of.

It’s like the sky is crying and I am too,
thinking of how I’m missing you.
I miss your hugs and gentle touch,
and the way you tell me you care for me so much.

I miss the way you kiss me and make me feel,
I hope when you come back your feelings are still real.
Now as I look up at the clear sky above,
I’m thinking of you, and I think I’m in love.

I LOVE THE RAIN PRIVACY POLICY