The Rainy Day - Reflection

Once more, good day!

This poem is made by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, an American poet, and the author of The Rainy Day.

In this blog, I will write my short reflection with relation to the poem mentioned above.

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The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;

It rains, and the wind is never weary;

The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,

But at every gust the dead leaves fall,

And the day is dark and dreary.

That part shows how gloomy the life of the narrator is, hence illustrated in the form of a gloomy weather.

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.

And now, his life seems to be literally cold, dark, and dreary. His thoughts still cling to what seems to be a bad past, and he may not have enjoyed his life.

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;

Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;Thy fate is the common fate of all,Into each life some rain must fall,Some days must be dark and dreary.

The narrator sees better days ahead. He now seems to know the difference between a good and a bad day, and a bad or good season which could ruin or brighten up his day/mood.

MORAL: Behind every stormy cloud is a bright and shining sun; do not be afraid, do not be dismayed, and be of good courage. There certainly will be better days ahead, even in gloomy times in life!