THERE WILL COME SOFT RAINS Read more:         There Will Come Soft Rains In the silence of the morning When the memories take form I sit and sip my coffee And watch the coming storm And at times the thoughts are painful And at times I'm more at ease But I always wonder how it happened That I lived through days like these And the scenes that come before me Are mystifying to say the least For the constant emotional toiling Is now a part of you and me But I have faith to see beyond this I believe soft rains will come And a breath of change might sweep in And one day alter the outcome