the rains have begun. you haven’t lived til you’ve stood and felt warm caribbean rain falling on your face.
it’s raining now and i can hear it beating on the galvanised sheets on the roof. it’s one of the most soothing sounds in the world, makes you want to be curled up in the arms of your honey and wasting the day away. a long time ago i wrote my first and only rain poem, i think in tribute of the first day of the rainy season, i’ll include it here. (if i can just find the damn thing…)
ok, after some searching i can’t seem to find it on my computer, it’s probably on backed up on a cd somewhere. i’ll post it later.
back to the search for images.
