The rhythm of the rain

I hate raining when I hold many many things and walk alone the street. However, in my imagination, I can dance and sing in the rain but not walk only. Finally, I walk also, but my heart and mood changed!


Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to do.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.