Nothing But a Memory

Rain hits the window slowly rolling down the glass, leaving streaks for another drop to follow. Clowds muffle the sun that fights to break through. Thunder rolls in the distance. A beautiful Texas thunderstorm rolling through. I look to the field outside the window. The rows of cotton that remind me of your soft shirts under my chin. The nurishing soil reminding me of your eyes, your beautiful brown eyes that reflected my love back to me. The rain slows my mind. Makes me take a moment to remember you and the time we had that was cut so short. I step outside; sit on the porch, a cup of coffee in my hands and the memories flooding my mind. A wooden swing, you pushing me so high I feel like I can fly. A pool party in the summer, you making waves for me to swim through. Mom standing on the porch with a smile as you dance with me in the rain. Yes. I'll take this moment. A silent world only broken by the rythmic tapping and the rolls of thunder. My tears mix with the drops rolling over my face. I miss you.