A poem of a rainy day that so happens to be
Sunday is a day of rest and contemplation or
just to lay about.
The Lord is looking over us at all times and when
we slip up and say “We are sorry.” he will be there.
Today is a rainy Sunday that makes you sit and
think about various things in your life or a
chance to read, craft or just listen to the quiet of the rain.
Rainy Sundays are a time of reflection and who knows the Sun
will come out again when the rain passes on.