Rainy Serenade
Reflection
In misty veils, they stroll as one,
Beneath umbrellas, rain has just begun.
A dance of droplets on the lake,
Echoes whispers they softly make.
The elder guides with gentle hand,
The younger follows, lost in land.
Their robes, a flowing, silken stream,
As they wander, a peaceful dream.
The tree above, a canopy wide,
Sheltering their steps, side by side.
In tranquil harmony, they roam,
A moment's beauty, a timeless home.