The leaking roof hates the needed rain.
In spring carry an umbrella; in love, wear Kevlar.
Sane in the brain lies mainly in the frame.
As fresh is to rain so peace is to goodness.
A storm wakes, a loss breaks, love remakes.
Fame is rain, too much a bane.
Fix the roof; enjoy the rain.
Stand back at the edge of the rain soaked cliff; run from anger.
Rain brings life, too much — death.