It Rained That Day

It rained that day.

That day it rained.

At first it was soft.

Lilting.

Then slowly it became a torrent, thundering and banging.

The rain slammed in sheets against the window.

Hard.

Shoving.

It swirled in a vortex.

Then it's harsh pangs transitioned to soft.

Slowly, it backed off.

It again became a gentle rocking.

Back and forth.

Forth and back.