#222 Shh...

It was raining this afternoon.
My dog ran out of the house.
I had to go get him.
Took my bike,
And cycled around the park,
Looking for that trouble-making dog.
Halfway through,
He came running with me.
It felt great, actually.
The rain gently kissed my face;
The music of my dog's tag;
The silent whirl of my bike's wheel;
The pounding of the thunder
Not to mention,
The lightning that flashes across the sky.

When I looked up at the sky,
I could see the black clouds drifting aimlessly.
As though they have no worries in the world.
I remembered sighing at that time.
It was so peaceful and I've hoped that it won't end.
Yet somehow,
I have to go home.
The rain no longer gently kisses my face
But pounding hard.
Calling out Jerry's name,
We went home together.

Might be going out to cycle again tomorrow.
Somehow,
I wish there is more space for me to cycle
Like Bukit Jelutong.


The rain gently kissed my face