To me - the rain means - melting snow.
It means - the taste of mud...the smell of future green growing.
It means - rivers overflowing.
It means - dreary and wet and grey.
To they - who have been housed in a barn for all of winter?
It means - an open door...with a grander view.
It means - fresh clean air....and a promise of freedom in days coming.
It means - one long slow inhale.
How it was?
I've missed them.
As soon as there's grass to chew on...they'll be free.
That's what today's rain means to me.