There are pebbles that call for you, <br />winds that muffle a roar of your name, <br />the ocean wades in your glorious image. <br />But I am one with you, <br />you are the welcome mat, <br />the photographs in the hallway. <br />You are the Welsh Rain, <br />sometimes, you are not always around, <br />but I bring an umbrella, <br />where ever I go, <br />cause I know you will come for me, soon. <br /> <br />You see me for what I am, <br />you love me even though I am not, <br />everything you desire, <br />but still, you give me all you got. <br /> <br />My pain in the backside, <br />don't ever leave, <br />my constant reminder, <br />that life ain't so bad. <br /> <br />I will put the ocean in my pocket, <br />and the sunshine in your bedside table, <br />I love you so, <br />I love you so, <br />oh I love you so.<br /><br />Rachel Henley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/welsh-rain-3/
