We enter the rainy season in November. November has always struck me as a grey and quiet month, a winding down month, more a time to look back over the past year than to look forward. And yes, certainly a time for thanksgiving too, for blessings present and past.
(Melody and mood—Paul Simon’s “Kathy’s Song”)
I hear the patter of the rain,
With memories of you it falls–
Leaves drops upon my window panes,
Those happy days with you recalled.
My thoughts keep circling back again,
Through all our times, now gone away.
They’re of you as I go asleep,
And bless you when I start each day.
The murmur of the wind and rain,
Faint echo of our love’s refrain.
Where once two voices intertwined,
Now just a solo one remains.
I watch the rain fall from the sky,
Flow down the gutters by the curb.
I could have fallen like the rain,
There—but for your love—go I
I would have fallen like the rain,
There—but for your love—go I.