Rainy Days

The way the rain falls down the beautiful sky, feels amazing. 
It reminds me of the days I would play outside in the rain with my brothers. Having fun and laughing, like time would go on forever.
Now every time I look outside in the rain, I see my younger brothers having fun and laughing. Just like me when I was younger.

I can almost feel their joy and happiness while they play in the rain. I sometimes wish that could be me, having fun like I was little again.
Because I didn't have to worry about anything else except being a little kid. Sometimes I'm glad that I'm older because I know I can do much more then I could before, like cook, bake, sew, play piano, skateboard, bike, and so much more. 
Still, even after knowing all of that it's still interesting to me how something that you might have done when you were little can be almost repeated again by your younger siblings. Like your almost getting a piece of that happiness again, even if you don't do it yourself. 

That will never change the fact that rain gives me happiness in more ways then one, even if I can't relive the times that I did amazing things that made me happy like it did, I can still make new happy moments with my friends and family, and I know that those moments and memories won't be in vain, no matter where I go and where I am.