This has been quite a sad day, sigh. 
 
 
 
The sun was shining for a short while this morning,
then as the procession got started, a light drizzle of rain began to fall.
As the service went on...the rain increased.
For the last few hours now, it's been a steady downpour.
A monsoon of large rain drops that hasn't stopped for a second.
 
It's as if the heavens opened up this day and wept. A symbol of our tears.
Grey, overcast, and a dreary day. *sniff*
 
 "Gee I'm glad it's raining. There's always something to be thankful for.
I'm awfully glad it's raining, cause no one sees your tear drops,when it pours,
 And no one know the thunder is your heartbreak in disguise, 
they think the rainy night's what put that sad look in your eyes,
...as long as it keeps raining, no one knows my heart broke right in two..."
Good night your Majesty, Mr. President.
 "Gee I'm glad it's raining. There's always something to be thankful for.
I'm awfully glad it's raining, cause no one sees your tear drops,when it pours,
 And no one know the thunder is your heartbreak in disguise, 
they think the rainy night's what put that sad look in your eyes,
...as long as it keeps raining, no one knows my heart broke right in two..."
Good night your Majesty, Mr. President.