Love Whatever The Weather

The Rainbows frown looks down
as the colours of its unhappy smile
bleed into the wet sky,

Clouds form faces I once loved
then reform to make shapes of
hearts and teardrops,

Rain falls down huge silver droplets
with a memory in each drop then form
puddles where your images smile up at me,

The cold weak Sun promises warmth
but never delivers and it mocks me
with my own failings and promises,

Weather, She loves Me or not
theres always tomorrow....