Some

Rainy

Days

I

Like

To

Look

Up

At

The

Clouds

Through

My

Skylight

And

I

Watch

The

Droplets

Fall

Like

Words

In

A

Poem

Sorta

Like

This

One

And

I

Think

Of

How

You

Used

To

Hold

My

Hand

And

Kiss

My

Softly

On

The

Tip

Of

My

Nose.