Back to my roots

The rain takes me back to where my roots are,

And when I ride in a car,

I can feel and hear the rain pour,

And it takes me back to Manila and all the memories and more,

I can hear the rain falling from the roof top,

Non stop raining it won’t stop,

The rain falls and the grounds flood,

As my shoes get covered in mud,

And the skies are dark grey,

It reminds me the tropical weather in so many ways,

The rain helps me reminisce the past,

Of what has become and what is left to last.