Dan Melchior
Advisor - Author - Speaker - Poet


My Rain

My thoughts, dreams, visions

Once scattered now prosper; together

Flowers in a field

Their variety endless

All of them more beautiful

Because of you

And the rain

The rain you bring

Not rain that dampens playgrounds

Rain that brings reds, greens and browns

Rain that turns the saddest frown

Rain that brings smiles that lovers share

As it taps a rhythm on the window

The window in the room where they will nap

Dan Melchior