The Story of Raine

By Stephentree

The Story of Rain(e)

RAIN

Madonna

I feel it, it's coming

Rain, feel it on my finger tips Hear it on my window pane
Your love's coming down like
Rain, wash away my sorrow Take away my pain
Your love's coming down like rain

When your lips are burning mine And you take the time to tell me how you feel
When you listen to my words And I know you've heard, I know it's real
Rain is what this thunder brings
For the first time I can hear my heart sing
Call me a fool but I know I'm not
I'm gonna stand out here on the mountain top
Till I feel your

Rain, feel it on my finger tips Hear it on my window pane
Your love's coming down like
Rain, wash away my sorrow Take away my pain
Your love's coming down like rain

When you looked into my eyes
And you said goodbye could you see my tears
When I turned the other way
Did you hear me say
I'd wait for all the dark clouds bursting in a perfect sky
You promised me when you said goodbye
That you'd return when the storm was done
And now I'll wait for the light, I'll wait for the sun
Till I feel your

Rain, feel it on my finger tips Hear it on my window pane
Your love's coming down like
Rain, wash away my sorrow Take away my pain
Your love's coming down like rain

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say, never go away

Waiting is the hardest thing
(It's strange I feel like I've known you before)
I tell myself that if I believe in you
(And I want to understand you)
In the dream of you
(More and more)
With all my heart and all my soul
(When I'm with you)
That by sheer force of will
(I feel like a magical child)
I will raise you from the ground
(Everything strange)
And without a sound you'll appear
(Everything wild)
And surrender to me, to love

Rain is what the thunder brings
For the first time I can hear my heart sing
Call me a fool but I know I'm not
I'm gonna stand out here on the mountain top
Till I feel your

Rain, I feel it, it's coming
Your love's coming down like
Rain, feel it on my finger tips Hear it on my window pane
Your love's coming down like
Rain, wash away my sorrow Take away my pain
Your love's coming down like rain

Let me dress your wounds ,Let me ease your pain, These arms are shelter
In the pourin' rain..

For ear has not heard, neither has it entered into the heart of man what is prepared for you my love

Romance and Child’s Play

By Stephentree

A collection of short stories about Raine and her Father

Romance and Childs Play

During the period of my life that I was able to spend a lot of time with Raine, (my daughter) I began to think about writing about our experiences together so that Raine and I would have our own history and it also was related to my writing about life. So one particular day we were having fun and fixing dinner. It was just after the hurricane and Raine was helping me set the table in the kitchen but there was very little light because the storm had damaged the house and the lights were not on in the kitchen. Raine always liked to add something new to the table like she did when she played with her tea set. She told me that she wanted to take the candle from the small writing table (altar) and put it on the table so that we could eat. It was then that I knew the story I wanted to write about our experiences in wonder and magic together. For I then realized that the same way that I added something new that came into my life and into my writing table to dream about, Raine was doing to our dinner table and in her play. So I saw that my romance with life was as childs play and that Raines play was nothing other than romance with life.

Break my Teacher’s Heart

Raine and I wanted to have magic happen all the time but on this one occasion Raine was intentional about it and I had woke up feeling that Raine and I would have magic today. We were going to a Blackwater state park to go walking. On the way Raine started to do magic. She said watch this daddy, “break my teacher’s heart” and she broke a craker. She was very excited about this because she too felt that she was making magic. Just a minute later Raine began to get excited about controlling the moment and she also began to get very loud. I had to say loudly “Raine” and because I did not want her that loud she began to cry. I had been given a box of tapes with recorded music and selected one from the box to play so that she might calm down. The tape was not at the beginning but I put it in the player, the words that came from the Vanilla Ice song on the tape were…”I knew it from the start you would break my heart, you had me wound around your little bitty finger. Raine looked at me in astonishment and I looked back at her excited because of the words that were “in the moment”. Later Raine and I rewound this tape and put it in a recorder and let her say the words “break my teacher’s heart” just before the song began to play.

Dream a Party

I always loved to go new places and Raine at three years old she loved to be invited to parties more than anything. So whenever we would go anywhere we would run into a party or a fair in a small town and something strange would always be at the party or fair as well. Like the time that Raine and I ventured into Alabama and there was a fair downtown in a small town that we came across. The first thing we noticed was a balloon the same colors as the outfit Raine had on so we got it. Not only was it the same colors (green and yellow) but also the swirls on the balloon even matched the yellow swirls in her dress. We went weekly and sometimes daily to the local park and almost every time there was a party there and even if we are on the other side of the park we would end up getting invited to the parties.

Bad to the Bone in the Tree Daddy

Once Raine and I were driving with a friend (Barry Jones) in the car and we were doing a audio recording. The subject was related to an emotion having to do with the song “bad to the bone” as dna reaching to the bone, to the inner most hidden place within. Raine wanted to be in on the conversation but she knew she had to say something clever in order for me to let her say it on tape. She waited and then blurted out “bad to the bone in the tree daddy”. Hmm I thought, yes “in the tree” bad to the bone in the DNATREE,, Yes she had done it. She had said something clever to put on tape.