When the rain fell br a memory flashed so well br before my eyes I saw br a curvy line bowed br and shone so clear br a vision I so endear br a droplet fell on my head br a once-happened story it said; br br 'back then two years ago, br I was sixteen or so. br I was there at my school br and the rain fell so peaceful. br Had I walked out in the rain, br I would have drenched so bad. br So I waited behind the windowpane, br inside the class, on a chair, br looked at how it fell br ticking, waving like a swell br on an ocean so broad br an impression it brought br so graceful and the grace it sent br by the fortune for me it meant br I'd surely remember this day, br during my life, along my way........' br br Something dropped on my nose tip, br the daydream somehow skipped br I regained my mind and gazed br at the sky and so much in a daze br a rainbow formed so fine br I stopped my feet and smiled br and when I thought of what fell on me br it was just another droplet, another memory..