Rain

Rain falls
As they stand under the ancient oak tree
Holding one another, he kisses her as she cries
For he knows what comes soon
And it’s so difficult as they weep their goodbyes
To stay composed and try to compromise
As painful memories flood his mind
And she stares at him through tear-stained eyes.
“I love you,” he says, “and you know I always have and will.”
“I know,” she says, her eyes so green, “But it hurts so bad that you have to leave.”
Burying her face into him, she sobs as he whispers tender words
Of comfort and encouragement that they will again meet
Under the oak tree.
A yellow taxi cab pulls into the street and parks
The driver gets out and begins to load the suitcases
She chokes out “Why do you have to go so far—”
But he interrupts with a loving kiss.
Cupping her chin in his hands, they look each other in the eyes
And slowly they share a sad, tender smile
“I will find you,” he whispers. “Don’t be afraid.”
He dries her tears, and his promise is made
She looks at him and smiles again
“I know,” she says. “I trust you through the pain.”