In the silver rain, I stand alone,
Underneath the weeping sky,
Where echoes of your laughter fade,
And the winds carry a mournful sigh.
Each droplet whispers tales of you,
As memories dance in the mist,
The world is painted in shades of gray,
Since the day you were dearly missed.

The sky weeps with a sorrow deep,
As if it knows the pain I bear,
Every tear a gentle reminder,
Of a love beyond compare.
Yet in the storm, I find a peace,
A solace in the falling rain,
For in its embrace, I feel you near,
Until we meet again.

This poem explores the solace found in nature amidst grief, using the metaphor of rain to express longing and remembrance.